TRIUMPH

It is really normal to see me kill insects at home. A few days ago I killed yet another cockroach, which mum tipped me off, scurrying into my room.

Just a few minutes.
Life is so vunerable.
I am so going to be cursed by the insects when I die.


Was in the toilet just now, to bathe. Halfway through, I saw something move. SPIDER. BIG RED spider!

Long legs. I assume about 3 cm each? Small body though.


I spray it to a corner with water. It struggled, (sigh). For a moment I thought it died, but it moved again.

Guess what I did?
I grabbed the detergent powder and sprinkled over it.

It didn't die still. And ah... aqueous solution. I sprayed water on to the detergent-spider. When I finished bathing, it was dead.


Detergent kills.
Don't play with chemicals.

Maybe it is in me. I don't like to clear things up, don't know what to do with a dead insect. So I just left it there. Like what dad always say when I always eat and leave,

"waiting for me to clear is it??!"

Opps. I did it again. =/


p.s. i seriously don't know what labels to put for this entry. it's really, weird.