WAR
... turns out, our internet did get the medical attention it needed after all. Oh my drug. What would I do without you.
Aaaanyways.... just wanted to record some random conversation I had with my mom about a certain situation when I got home.
Me: *Enters bathroom. Spots the little devil crouching on the tank top.*
* Withholds intense panic attack within my chest*
"Mom?"
"What?"
"Can you please come kill that bug in the bathroom?"
*Sighing. Footsteps.*
*(WHACK. WHACK. WHACK)*
*Footsteps*
"... is it dead?"
"Yes lah, si liao lah! Anie kia cho hami, that was so easy. It's just a cockroach!"
"THAT COCKROACH GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK LAST NIGHT AT 3AM IN THE MORNING AND I TRIED TO KILL IT BUT IT SOMEHOW EVADED ME AND I COULDN'T FIND IT THAT NIGHT AND THIS MORNING IT WAS ON THE CEILING AND WHEN I CAME BACK IT WAS STILL ALIVE OHMYGOSH I HATE COCKROACHES I HATE THEM I HATE COCKROACHES."
"Oh but it came down right? It was on the tank top. All you had to do was just squash it with something heavy."
"It was a cockroach." *Shudder*
"Aiya, it's just a cockroach. Now, if it were a snake...."
".... I'll be the first one in the bathroom to try and catch it."
Let's face it. I have an intense fear of cockroaches. 3AM in the morning, that was a nasty, nasty, surprise and I refused to use to bathroom in my room. Don't even ask where it was hiding. And I'm serious about the snake. I almost caught this baby green garden snake that our cat brought in when I was about ten, but my mom started shrieking and pulled me into the house before ordering my brother to get rid of it. I was that close to actually catching it in my palms.. darn. I love snakes. Mom hates them. She fears them. Its the one thing she can't stand in life, aside from heights. But heights are avoidable. Snakes, like cockroaches, are not. And, come to think about it, I would have liked a snake to come into my bathroom at that moment so it could eat that freaking bugger that's terrorizing my territory. Cockroaches: They're EVIL. Evil, evil, cursed creatures. Yet, so indestructible. *SHUDDER*
DEATH TO ALL COCKROACHES.
Last night's invasion was the last straw. I am now going for battle. War has been declared.
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