I caught a roach on the second day of new year.

tell me why am i so proud of myself.

it was flying all over the room near the ceiling. it finally landed near the door, near the ceiling. i was thinking if i should throw something at it, or whack it with a magazine. but finally i climbed a stool, took in a deep breath and caught it with the box i used to put cotton pads in. 3++ am okay.

and i was sick enough to take a video of it. i think it's quite humiliating for it.



link here if you can't click.

don't come and talk about insect cruelty shit with me okay, it's a fucking roach. the one that lusts after your garbage. it's not some cute beetle or butterfly or what okay. anyway it's cruel to catch butterflies. let them free, since the lifespan of a adult butterfly is short, like about a week to a year depending on the species.

what if it's a lizard in my room? folks used to say that its tail will wriggle inside your ear if you get too close to it. but ced said he used to bring the lizard in to his sister's room by it's tail. aiya, i think he shows whatever he catches to his sister.

he suggested releasing it near the lift to accumulate good karma (what the hell, i already took a video of it). but i'm thinking of putting the box beside my sister while she's sleeping soundly now.. what if she wakes up and puts it beside my brother, and my brother puts it under my mother's pillow?

wah fun siak. the whole family can play.