33. Ew.

I woke up this morning and thought I’d jump online to talk to a few friends.
(Real life friends, for the record).
But to my surprise, there was a dead roach next to the computer.

I wasn’t too worried though, because it was dead, so I grabbed a broom and tried to sweep it up. Of course, the second I touched it it started to twitch and tried to turn the right way around again.
I had a reaction not unlike a seizure, and after gaining my senses, told my older brother to get rid of it.
He, too, had a worrying reaction.
I wasn’t sure how to kill it so I dropped a brick on it and left it there till dad got home to take care of it.

Goodness, it was such a girly moment. I can’t help but dislike all things creepy and crawly.

Oh, and not too long after, I found an ant in my mouth.

I’m not even going to try to work out the reason behind what it was doing there. And why I didn’t notice until it had entered my mouth. And how it managed to get that far.

No siree, I’m not thinking about it at all.

I’m not thinking about it at all.