Creepy-Crawlies

When and if I do have a place of my own, the very first thing I’ll get is - crates of insecticides that would last me for several lifetimes. No, really, these vile creatures (I found out insect also denotes a trivial or contemptible person, Mon cherie, you’re an insect. Nyahahaha!) are getting way cleverer and sneakier and bolder than before, I swear! Its as if they grown extra brains or sumthing, or do they have brains in the first place? Wretched lil things. Damn them. *Lets out a string of colourful vocabs*

Abhorrent creatures like cockroaches, lizards, crickets, beetles, spideys, fleas etc should not exist in the first place. But since they do, they should be condemned to the deepest, darkest flaming abyss around. =D All in favour? Aye’ aye’. Oh yeahhh.. Appearance-wise, not very pretty, and abit humsap sumore (really!) Eh, reminds me of sum1. *chuckles* Okay okay, joking. Back on track, baths should be private right? Apparently not, there’re always 1 or 2 of these sinister creatures lurking in the darkest corner of your bathroom, lulling you into a false sense of security. *Pauses* But it was brightly-lit.. See what I mean about insect evolution?

Anyway, the sight of a cockroach will set me a sprinting record that’ll make an olympic runner proud. But it ain’t the roaches this time around. I was about to get dressed when I noticed a black and white patch on the bathroom mat. Its.. ALIVE. Wth. Needless to say, I was standing on top of the toilet bowl in a split second. Amazing speed eh? =p On closer inspection, its a lizzie, I mean, lizard. This monochromatic peeping tom obviously had no respect for privacy. *Scowls* On the other hand, maybe it loves to ogle at pretty girls. =DDD

I finished up the creature, only to find another scurrying from my left. Damn. HOW MANY ARE THERE?? A blast of insecticide sent it into a frenzy thrashing and when it finally lay still.. As I gingerly set my right foot on the tile, I caught movement from the corner of my eye. I reached for the critter canister as I retracted my foot and I sprayed. Bullseye. Yeap. Cricket.

Dressed finally, I surveyed the battle ground. Wey, I got many kills. Pwned em. GG em. Survival of the fittest. Wonder why there’re so many of em today.. Just my lucky day I guess.

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Servings of… Humble pies?

Weekends are usually spent in shopping malls, cineplexes, beds, snooker centres, sofas, and what did I leave out ah.. A large portion of my day goes to.. my fav pasttime, yeah, sleeping. And for a fraction of my day, I went to ccf. I was comtemplating whether to skip, and I thought what the heck, might as well larr, food for the soul. =D I deserve a few pats, hahaha! Nah, just jk. Turns out I actually learnt a few lessons, albeit important ones. Like..how do humble pies taste like? Honestly, I can admit I’m rather arrogant or proud, under certain circumstances but typing, bathing, eating, shitting, sleeping, chatting, working and playing with one hand taught me humility. I turned up at PJGH today and I saw many new faces, n there was dis guy whose hand was in POP(plaster of paris). So I thought, "dis guy had it worse than me". With your arm POPed and bent at a 90 degrees for 4 weeks is.. I can’t imagine. Could you? Must’ve been itchy as hell. =p I reached out with my injured lefty and shook his POPed lefty. Quite ironic ah. Hahaha! Yeah, anyway I hope he has a speeeeeedy recovery and may he regain the use of his hand as before. =)

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