Chronicles of Night
 March 14th, 2013

Here’s the story of me, the spider and the roach. (aka completely useless post that I’m writing because I have time and I thought it be fun to remember how I freaked out when I get old and re-read my posts.)

Let’s begin.

Having enjoyed a medium vanilla latte at 4pm on 12th of March and finding myself awake during bedtime, I decided to do some studying since I’ve been falling behind a little. At around 1.30am when I was getting annoyed at my fantastic lecture who somehow managed to cramp 42 pages of jam-packed information into an hour long lecture, I spotted something black crawling into my room from the window.

See, the windows without the fly screen CANNOT be opened so I was really curious as to how this creature managed to squeeze through the fly screen. I think it was a cockroach (a baby toddler one) but it looked different from what the cockroaches looked like back at home…A different species perhaps.

Moving on, I mustered my courage as it started moving towards the edge of the window ledge and was going to grab a piece of tissue to kill it when I noticed this tiny spider circling it and it looked like the spider was trying to immobilize the roach by spinning web since the roach kinda struggled a little. So I thought ‘awesome, the spider is going to do the job for me’ but alsa, the spider was too tiny and the roach broke free.

(I must say the spider looked like it gave up)

Since spider failed, time for me, the human, to get rid of a roach.

I grabbed a piece of tissue and well, tried to smother/smash it which in my defense looked like it worked because when I removed the tissue, the roach wasn’t there so my first thought was that it is in the tissue and I should get rid of tissue with dead roach ASAP. I barely moved away when the son of a bitch jumped out of my tissue, landed on the table which made me abandon the tissue and almost let out a bloodcurdling scream at 1 plus am.

While I let out a silent yelps and did stupid dance movements (or more like threw a fit) to shoo away the ‘eek’, it fucking crawled to god knows where.

I blame the uneven surfaces.

Unable to locate the roach and seeing how I don’t have insect killing spray, I resorted to using insect repellent that is used on humans. Well, it did make the tiny tiny spider run around (which I killed) and it did lure out the roach. It was crawling at the side of my table closer to the wall and I thought ‘There! My chance!’ so I grabbed another piece of tissue and once again, smashed right down at it.

I swear it is the small gap between the wall and the table that saved the roach because when I removed my tissue, it was alive. Yes, ALIVE. Resilient creatures I tell you. (I am so getting bug spray when I go grocery shopping next time) Bright side, it started crawling on my table which means a flat surface and this time, I rolled up unwanted magazine and smacked it twice before grabbing it with my tissue and panicking all the way as I threw both magazine and tissue into trash bag, tied it up and threw it outside.

So, crisis adverted. Roach gone, spider gone, Misaki still wide awake and feeling really really paranoid thus leading to a shower at 2am.

Finally deciding that screwed up body clock isn’t going to be fun, I went to bed at 4am and I somehow managed to get up at 9am. I was surprised alright. Went against it and went back to sleep only to wake up 2 hours later feeling hungry and groggy.

If there’s anything good about ungodly hours is that it is quiet, the air is cool and it is great for study.


Abrupt endings. I love them sometimes.

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