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Sunday, May 03, 2009

i think cockroaches have a thing in me this year. they cant help but to keep flying into my house, and grossly enough, into my room.

and no ah, its not because my house or room is dirty k. OR NEITHER is it because i didnt bathe ok. HAHAHAHA.

its just, well, coincidentally, they happen to appear in front of me. twice. YUCKS. and out of the two times, they died in my hands :D :D :D to be precise, one died under my powerful feet and the other died under my powerful whacking.

to think i swore not to kill a cockroach again cos i was awfully grossed out when i stomped one to death. especially since it was flattened yucks man.

next day, i couldnt help but to kill another cos it flew in through my toilet's window.

i've turned into some serial cockroach killer. next time, i'll make use of the DICTIONARY,

IMMEDIATE INSTANT DEATH.


:)


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