i found a cockroach sitting on top of my brush.
someone remind me to not brush my hair tmr morning
so here’s the story:
i’m talking on the phone, and to my horror i discover a cockroach lying on my brush on my table IN MY ROOM!!! so i grab my dad but when he tries to kill that sucker, he misses and it runs into the corner of my desk. so i used the longest umbrella i could find and hit the cardboard that is at the corner of my desk until the cardboard fell, and then i saw something else fall…
so i poked in that direction and sure enough it was the cockroach!! so i jumped back and and screamed. i hear my sleepy mom groan to my dad from their bedroom…
“oh..it’s the cockroach, you deal with it. i’m sleeping”
we didn’t have those insect pesticide thingys…so we used the air freshener lol.
but the cockroach was too fast and we couldn’t find where it’s new hiding spot was…
so soon to be a night of possibly sleeping on the couch in the living room…the cockroach suddenly runs out of my room, i jump back so far i could’ve beaten the long jump world record and it skirts behind the piano in the living room. AND I HOPE IT STAYS THERE AND DIES. but wait…some of my stuff is where the piano is. so i moved that too. just incase i accidentally pack a cockroach to canada. =P
i think i have a fear of anything that cockroaches touch…
so now i’m half on the computer, half staring at the piano, guarding my room with dear life in hopes of possibly attaining a good night’s rest. i think my mind is psychologically killing me right now with tingles in my legs that make me jump everytime.
i am reminded of why i want to move to canada.
the end.
Posted by chokan 