i'm here to blog about my sickening day yesterday.
I'm summing it up in a statement.
"IT WAS HORRIBLE."
Well, i mean it is horrible enough that i have to do tons of housework everyday.
*i'll never stop grumbling about housework piled on me*

I HAVE TO MEET A COCKROACH HEAD ON.
well i mean it was in a container. i used my left hand to lift up this packet of thing which i wanted to throw away. AND THEN I SAW THAT CREATURE.

seriously, why dinosaurs die but the goddamn cockroaches aren't dead yet?
WHY DO THEY APPEAR TO FREAK ME OUT WHEN IM ALREADY SO TIRED):
i hate them!

AND THE BATTLE BETWEEN ME AND IT STARTED.
okay im really cruel. i was bent on killing it but i was terribly afraid of it.
i started looking for the insecticide but i couldn't find it anywhere. it just so happened that my mom came home and was at grandma's place. so i went over to see if she kept it somewhere else.
and so i asked her where it went to, guess what she said.
YES THAT HEARTLESS WOMAN TOLD ME "if its not under the sink means dont have"
*drop jaw in disbelief.*
i've been doing housework the whole of that day since i came home and this was what i got. a lone battle with the almighty cockroach which has a life that is super long.
note: by now i was terribly desperate, so i went back to check once again and affirmed that the big house is filled with plastic bags, boxes, (ACTUALLY REALLY EVERYTHING) but no insecticide.
i rushed to grandma house to get her insecticide and went home. each time i walked past that container which the cockroach resided in i looked in to check that its feelers is still there. i mean seriously, i didnt want to see it again in my ROOM or smth. IT HAD TO DIE.
im sorry cockroach but u have to die!
okay and then i moved a few items that i can (as many as i could actually) to one side so that not much things will be sprayed with that thing.
I EVEN MOVED THE FOOD OUT OF THE KITCHEN.
but the cockroach is still there. OMG RIGHT.
dont even sense its coming danger.
i know i sound ridiculous but seriously, i was apologizing while spraying that insecticide.
"YES I SPRAY IT MACHIAM LIKE ITS FREE"
but technically it is free cos its not mine...
and then it crawled up the box... and onto the food cover! i didnt dare to look.
and when i did, i screamed.
yeah it was dead but it was not on the food cover it was on the table top.
EWW GROSS.
and then i went to wash up the things at the sink (since it was dead)
AND THEN THE FOOD COVER DROP JUST WHEN I TURNED.
yeah. i screamed again.
WHAT.
i mean, what if it flew cos it got hit by the container then it hit the box and come hit me.
okay i know im far but WHAT IF RIGHT.
what ifs can kill me.
my imagination can kill me too.
goodness.

and then i went to my room to cry.
my hand was like trembling so it caused me to have to tickly feeling.
and i ended up laughing while crying.

IT WAS A HORRIBLE EXPERIENCE.
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and its not the only bad experience man.
when i was changing the damn light bulb i was faced with so many obstacles.
the light bulb was right below many many boxes of tools and yada ya da.
IT WAS FREAKY DUSTY TOO.
and then when i finally got it,
i had to put things back before i could get out of that hole.
then when i went to screw back the bulb, i dropped the screwdriver...
so it was like hanging in mid air while i was trying to support it with one hand.
and i had a hard time trying to balance the super heavy lightbulb cover on one screw that has been a little tightened but is still loose and yet i cant unscrew it. then i climbed back up to screw it and thanked myself for having replaced a super idiotic light. TSK

AT THE END OF THIS WHOLE FIASCO I WAS PERSPIRING LIKE MAD. GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME.

Oh yeah i know i disappeared for awhile again.
Here's a nice post to share!

Pencil: you know, i'm really sorry.
Eraser: Sorry for what? you didn't do anything wrong!
Pencil: Well, everytime when i make a mistake, you will be there to erase my mistake. But, as time pass by, part of you are gone.
Eraser: You see, i'm made to this. Even though i know one of this days i'll be gone, and you have to replace me with another, i'm still happy to do this job. So don't be sad, it worries me (:
This is how true friends are supposed to be like.