Monday, May 9, 2011
new apartment and... helper guy
Okay! I've recently moved into a new apartment real near uni! It's pretty awesome.
I'm still living alone because the apartment was only ready in mid April, and I doubt many people actually look for new accommodation in the middle of the semester.
It's all cool. I'm paranoid of forgetting my keys and it sometimes get kinda lonely living alone, but there are PLENTY of ups to living alone.
Let's start - the ENTIRE fridge is mine, the entire PANTRY is mine, I can walk around without pants and I can walk from my room to the bathroom without bothering to check if anyone is outside AND - - - I get to rush into the bathroom and pee without closing the door - HAH! I miss NOT closing the bathroom door! I've not been able to do so in the old place thanks to Mr ShitHousemate.
I also get to cook whenever I want because I don't need to wait for a housemate to clear the dishes or wait for the housemate to come back and share the meal. Plus, I get to eat whatever I want, I get the cook in bulk and freeze stuff for lazy days (like a squirrel preparing for winter. I know. shut up.)
I get to leave the place in a mess (not dirty, just really really messy) and nobody cares because nobody sees it - only me. Although I do make it a point to clear everything up before anyone comes into the place. How do I know when people are coming? Well, the only people coming into the place are delivery boys and construction workers who help me out. I always clear the living room area and keep that place really really clean and neat but leave my room in a mess.
Two days ago, I cleared my bedroom off all the mess and organized everything like an OCD freak. Why? Because people were coming into my room to install roller blinds and insect screens.
Here's what my room looks like now:
Nice, eh? I know. I neatened everything up! I'm so proud of myself!!
Alright, enough on my room and apartment. Change of topic.
Let's talk about helper boy.
Who is he? Wellll.... just in case anyone from my class reads this, I'll only describe his physical attributes and nothing else.. I don't want this to come back and bite me in the ass and embarrass me.. SO!! Helper guy. Mmm.. He's reeaaaaaaaaaaaallllyyyy pretty and very nice to look at!!
I usually don't prefer blonde guys but this guy is HAWWTTTT!!!
He's tall, slim but slightly muscled and his FACE is SOooooooOOooooo HANDSOME!
For all my friends, I know that you probably already know this, I prefer "pretty boys" but this guy is SO good looking, I can't stand it!
For the first few weeks, he had 'surfer boy' hair, you know - wavy, messy style! GUHHH!! HOT! One day he walked into class and he clipped his hair short! I was disappointed at first, then I realized that he's even HOTTER with short hair! LIKE WTF!! How can he look good with both hairstyles?? The week after this, he walked in with GLASSES! HE LOOKS GOOD EVEN WITH GLASSES!!! I wouldn't call myself a particular fan of spec-y guys, I mean I do like them.. But how can he pull off all these different looks?? Can you imagine how good looking he has to be to do this?
I've told a few friends and all they keep saying is "Take a picture!" as if it's so bloody easy to do so! How can you take a picture of a guy without looking like a creepy stalker freak??
It's not like I DON'T want to take a picture of him, I do! Just.. how?! I don't want him to think I'm a creepy stalker! Plus, I've noticed that he glanced my way when I was ogling at his beauty - MANY times!! SHITNESS!! He must know that I have a major crush on him! Not like.. serious crush like.. um.. you guys know who(the one in college), but the "OMG, he's so hot" crush where you only have a crush on the guy because he's WAY HOT. Heck, I don't even know his name! I just know him as hot helper guy! Damn, I make a really sucky stalker. I kinda wish I had the guts to go up to him and be like. Hey, picture please? But in my mind, that just plays to be really creepy and weird.. so, no.
:( I wish I knew his name or had his facebook, at least then I could ogle at his pictures without the 'danger' of him glancing back and seeing me do it! UGH! How embarrassing! But he's so hot it's well worth ogling.
Although MAYBE I ogle at him so often because the lecturer is boring? I don't know. Hotness does play a huge part in this.. Well, we'll see! Maybe after this course and I see him again, it wouldn't be so bad? Maybe his hotness is overplayed because there's noone else in class that measures up? Maybe the boring lecturer? I don't knowwww!
Anyway, signing off. Will probably update in another few weeks or few months or so~
Forever awesome,
Kim.
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 22:02 |
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Saturday, March 26, 2011
This is fucked up
FUCK THIS!! Host Man is up to it AGAIN!
Accusation #4 (The Internet):
Last week, I asked Host Man how far along the internet quota we're up to because I know they only subscribe to the 10gb onpeak 10gb offpeak package. Apparently the monthly quota resets on the 4th of the month and we were already at 5gb onpeak. Once I found out about that, I switched to my mobile broadband as I didn't want to use up their quota which would cause them to reshape into dial up speed.
Just 10 minutes ago, Host Man knocked on my room door.
He walked in with a few papers in hand, shook them at looked at me.
Host Man: Kim. What did you download on the 13th and 18th of the month.
Me: Huh? I don't remember downloading anything.
Host Man: See here. *Shakes paper* You have downloaded something. You see on 13th and 18th, you used up 1gb of the limit. This is excessive. If you use up the quota, the internet will shape to dial up speed. I cannot take that.
Me: I didn't download anything so far, uncle. I guess it might have been youtube.
Host Man: You see here. *Shakes another paper* When aunty and I use the internet, we never exceed 100mb per day. We use only about 2-3gb per month. You used that up in two days!
Me: I know the limit is near, that's why I've switched to my mobile broa-
Host Man: I don't care what you use. You must not finish up the quota.
Me: I've been using my mobile broadband and not your internet. I KNOW the limit is near, that's why I disconnected my laptop from your internet and have been using my own broadband instead of yours for the past week.
Host Man: Yes but you see here. *Shakes papers AGAIN* You mustn't use up the quota. The speed will reshape into dial up speed.
Me: *giving in* Okay. I won't.
FUCK THIS FUCK THIS FUCK THIS!!!!! Guest Couple gets to use the internet for youtube, music streaming, emailing and ALL THAT SHIT without getting all this on them, while _I_ use my shit slow ass mobile broadband to save THEIR quota and yet _I'M_ the one still getting blamed!!!
When I was typing all that, Host Man called me down to take in my STILL DAMP laundry into the house to hang in the room instead of outside. FINE. I did it. Once I came in, he started to tell me what to do and what NOT to do AGAIN and then looked at me and said:
Host Man: You didn't lock the door after coming in. You MUST lock the door when you come in. It's for security!
This really SHAT ME OFF!! The second I walked in, he started to talk to me, so WHAT CAN I DO?! DIU MA HAI!! LANJIAO!! I kept a COOL expression and just said sorry, then I locked the door and started to hang my clothes. He then caught me as I was walking past him(in the kitchen) to tell me not to leave any drink stains or food spills while he was gone. That I must wipe it up. OF COURSE I DO THAT! I'M THE ONE WIPING UP THE TABLE AFTER DINNER! I'M THE ONE WIPING UP CLEAN DROPS OF WATER ON THE SIDE OF THE SINK! But again, I calmly replied him "Okay, uncle."
FUCK THIS MAN!! I DESERVE SOME SORT OF PRIZE FOR TOLERATING THIS CRAZY MAN!! No matter what I say, he does NOT listen, he just has it in his mind that everything that goes wrong is solely caused by ME! ME ME ME! ME! BECAUSE I'M HORRIBLE AND YOUNG!!
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 22:16 |
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Wall of text on the old SHITS
Remember how I was ranting about wanting to leave this place? This is another one. This time it is because of the HOST couple. As I've said before, I've been putting on my BEST behaviour ever since I set foot into this house. I go out for uni, I come back home right after class. I do my homework, I study, I help out in the kitchen before dinner and help clear up after dinner. I keep the toilet spotless, I keep my room neat and clean, I make my bed daily. I help around when they seem to need help(without them asking) and I help the old DINOSAURS by teaching them how to use their computer. To give an example of how Dinosaur-like they are, they panic when all I did was double click a window to make it smaller.
They have guests over, let's call them the Guest Couple. Let me describe the Guest Man. He speaks loudly, talks over anyone who tries to say anything by talking louder and by not stopping to let the other person talk. He sits back and lets the Host Couple prepare dinner while Guest Woman stands around trying to offer help but not actually giving any help and I'm setting the table. While he sits back, he talks loudly about boring shit. During dinner, he would talk about how he thinks the Host Couple prepares the food, what additives they added etc. while claiming to not know how to cook and only know how to talk (good that he realizes that!).
One morning, I put up an A4 sized sign written in black marker on the bathroom door, stating that I'm in the shower and not to go in because the lock's not working. Guest Man walked into the bathroom right after I dressed myself. I was shocked, but I was already dressed so nothing came out of it. He just looked at me and said "Are you done? I want to use the shower" as if he did not just walk into the bathroom with a sign on the door that said NOT to come in because I'M IN THERE. I let that slide, only telling a few of my friends and my siblings. I did not tell the Host Couple about it.
Over the week, Host Man has been accusing me of doing small things that didn't really matter much except that he only accused ME and never bothered questioning Guest Couple.
Accusation #1 (The Kettle):
Host Man: Kim, come here. (he was in the kitchen by the kettle)
I walked over and he pointed at the kettle.
Me: Yes, uncle?
Host Man: See here, Kim. When you boil water, make sure you don't go over the maximum line. It will boil over.
Me: Yeah, uncle. I usually fill the water up until about 1cm below the max line just in case.
Host Man: Yeah, but you see. It spilled over. So you must've filled above the max line.
Me: No, uncle. I didn't. I usually fill until below the line because it gets really heavy by then.
Host Man then stares at me unbelievingly because the kettle has overflowed and he thinks I did it. So I gave in.
Me: Okay uncle, I'll be very careful and fill until the 6 mark next time. (6 was the mark below Max)
He just smiled, satisfied.
Here's the thing. Host Couple are obsessed freaks. While I have no problem drinking straight from the tap, they boil the water and THEN let's it cool and then puts the boiled water into a filter before drinking it. I've been boiling and filtering water for them just to make them happy and I've been doing it daily.
That night, Host Woman speaks to Guest Man.
Host Woman: Pastor, Pastor. Did you boil water to make tea?
Guest Man: Yeah.
Host Woman: Oh, you're not supposed to fill the kettle above the Max line.
Guest Man: Oh! I didn't know that. So sorry.
Host Woman: The water has spilled all over the counter...
See? SEE? It was the Guest Man who did it, NOT ME! Yet Host Man only questioned ME and not the Guest Couple!!! I've been boiling and filtering their water for WEEKS and it never spilled over, yet once it does, the blame was put on ME, not the guests!!
Accusation #2 (The Electricity):
On Monday, I went to take a shower before class as usual. This was the day after Guest Man walked in on me, so I showered quickly and wrapped myself in a towel, ran into my room and dressed. After dressing, I tried to print my notes for my lecture. I realized that my printer couldn't be switched on. I was also feeling really hot because it was 32c that day. So I tried to switch on the fan. It didn't turn on. It was then that I realized that there was no electricity. I went downstairs to confirm it.
Me: Hi aunty, is there no electricity?
Host Woman: Yeah. It tripped just 5 minutes ago.
Me: Oh.. I wanted to print my notes...
Host Man then walks over to me and asked me what I did.
Host Man: What did you plug in, Kim? What did you switch on that caused the trip?
Me: Huh? I didn't plug in anything, uncle. I was in the shower.
Host Man then makes an irritated face then walked upstairs. I followed behind him. He walked into my room and looked at all the things that were plugged in.
He pointed at the plugs and asked me again.
Host Man: Kim. What did you plug in?
Me: Uh.. Well this is the lamp, this is my laptop, this is the printer and this is the fan.
Host Man: Now see here, you must've plugged something in that caused the trip.
Me: Uh, I didn't plug in anything new today. It was this way since last week. It couldn't have been me, I was in the shower.
Host Man: Yeah, but what did you plug in?
Me: Nothing, uncle. I was in the shower, then I came out and dressed in my room. After dressing, I tried to turn on the fan and to print my notes and realized that there's no electricity.
Host Man then went downstairs to turn back the electricity. After turning it back on, he then comes back into my room.
Host Man: Now let's check again. Turn on all your appliances one by one then we'll know what caused the trip.
Me: Uhh.. okay..
I then switched on the lamp, turned it off. Did the same to the fan, laptop and printer. When nothing caused the trip, Host Man asked again.
Host Man: What did you plug in, Kim? Did you use the hairdryer in the bathroom today?
Me: Nope uncle, I didn't wash my hair this morning because I already washed it last night. I wore a shower cap to shower today.
Host Man then walks into the bathroom to check the hairdryer. I walked with him and told him that I didn't use it and said that he can touch the hairdryer and it won't be warm because I didn't use it that day.
That evening, Host Woman tells me that Host Man found the cause of the trip. It was from a light outside the house. It fused and caused the trip. Again, I was accused for something I didn't do.
Accusation #3 (The TV):
Yesterday, I had no classes as if was Friday. I spent the day lazing in bed, doing my lectures notes and watching The Big Bang Theory and How I met your Mother on my laptop. At 4pm, I showered and went out by 5pm. I reached home at 10.30pm that night. I spotted Host Woman, so I chatted happily with her as I was in a really good mood.
Me: Hi Aunty! How was your day? Where did you go today?
Host Woman: Oh.. (tells story)
Me: Oh! Nice! Anyway, I'll be going upstairs first. *smiles*
I went upstairs, changed, washed my face, brushed my teeth and went into my room. After awhile, I went downstairs to get some water. Host Man was there at the TV. I saw him and smiled.
Me: Hi uncle! *smiles*
Host Man: Kim. Come here.
I walked over to him, wondering what he wanted to ask me.
Host Man: Did you change the TV settings? I told you the other day not to change the settings because if you do, I might not be able to get Foxtel back. It's on analog.
Me: Huh? I didn't even watch TV today, uncle.
Host Man: What did you change? You must've put it on analog.
Me: I didn't change anything, uncle. I don't even know what analog is.
Host Man: You don't know analog?? If you tell me what you did, I'll know what to do and how to fix it.
Me: I didn't watch TV today, uncle.
Host Man: Yes, but what settings did you change?
Me: I didn't change any settings, uncle..
Host Man then stares at me. So I gave in (again)
Me: When I usually watch TV, I'll press the power button on all 3 remotes. Then I'll use the foxtel remote to navigate around the channels. I don't know how to change the settings of your TV, I don't even know what analog is.
Host Man: You see here. Analog is this. *Presses button*
Me: Oh.. right. I see. I didn't do that though, uncle.
Host Man: Yeah, but you must've changed the settings. I came back and the TV was on analog.
Me: Uncle. I really did not watch TV today. I was in my room the entire day before I went out.
Host Man: You cannot change the TV settings. If you change it, I might not get Foxtel back. You must tell me if you change the settings.
Me: I didn't, uncle.
Host Man: Show me which buttons you press on the remote.
Me: I usually press this button and this button and this button. (I showed him the power button on all 3 remotes) Then I'll navigate my way on Foxtel by using the grey remote and pressing TV Guide. Those are the only buttons I use.
Host Man: Yeah. You must've pressed the buttons wrongly. It was on analog. You must not change the TV settings.
Me: Okay, uncle. I'll be very careful when I turn on the TV.
Host Man then seems satisfied. During the entire conversation, I kept a neutral face and kept my voice cool and calm. My dad has taught me not to show my anger to my elders and to always respect them. So I did just that, as I knew that Host Couple were good friends of my father's and my manners MATTERS to my father's reputation. The entire time the conversation was going on, Host Woman was in the same room, she kept quiet and just did whatever she was doing on the computer without interrupting the conversation, as if she believed everything Host Man said was right. That I was in the wrong.
By then, I was already really angry and hurt. I didn't feel like getting water anymore. So I just went upstairs. Once I reached my room, I called my sister and mother to ask them to get on msn as I needed to unload all that happened and I didn't want to talk on the phone just incase Host Couple hears me. My sister couldn't get on, so I ranted to my mother. My mother then told my father what happened. Both tried comforting me by saying I only have 10 days before my mom is here with me.
I felt better, my dad jokingly said that when my mom is there with me nagging me, I won't have to worry about being accused anymore because my mom's nagging would drown out everything else. Wow. For once, I'm actually grateful that my parents nag tons! At least I know that nagging would put my mind off all this!
I'm not saying that my parents have never accused me of anything, they have. But once I prove it to them that it wasn't me, they'll see the truth and eventually apologise for wrongly accusing me. Living with Host Couple really brought out a lot of things I should be grateful about. My parents are awesome compared to this pair of Old Shits.
I've come to the conclusion that Host Man often sees me in the bad light because of my age and also because I'm not a devout Christian like them. He has never questioned Guest Couple, my thought is that it's because Guest Man is a pastor and Guest Couple are both old and 'wise'. The fact that I'm a young non-believer has condemned me to being the blackest, rotten creature that has set foot into his house. My angel act of being on my best behaviour meant nothing. He has already set it in his mind that I'm bound to be horrible. It doesn't matter what I do. I know it's horrible of me to think this way, but it explains everything! He doesn't question Guest Couple because they're strong believers, because Guest Man is a pastor! Because they're both old, so they're definitely good and wise! The fact that I'm young means I'll do all sorts of stupid things, the fact that I'm a non-believer means I'll do horrible things!
I hate this! I HATE THIS! I've been nothing but polite and respectful to their religion. When they pray, I sit quietly and listen. When they say grace before eating, I sit there and let them say grace, I won't even touch the food before they do. I may be a non-believer, but I respect people who DO believe. I respect religion. I never NEVER disrespect anyone's religion. Sure, I've made remarks on extremists who try to preach and convert me, but I've never insulted those who strongly believe. I'm fine with people who are very religious so long as they don't try to preach me and view me as being 'wrong' for not believing. I don't mind it at all if people talk about their religion to me as long as it's aiming to convert me. I grew up studying in a Convent school where the Catholics and Protestants who study there tend to be very religious. I come from Malaysia, so I've met many Muslims who are equally religious. My mother is a Taoist, she is not overly religious but I help her burn incense when she needs me to do it. I'm really FINE with all religions. But this discrimination against me just because I'm not a believer really eats at me.
Alright, I definitely put up a huge wall of text on this rant/pour out. These feelings on religion? It's true. I'm open to people who believe and I'm genuinely interested in their beliefs. I find the stories in the Bible interesting, I've learned Muslim history from school, I listen to my very religious aunt on Buddhism, I help my Taoist mom burn incense for her deities when she can't do it herself. I may not believe in one certain religion, I'm a somewhat agnostic atheist. Surely that's enough? Just because I'm not a believer doesn't mean that I'm definitely the worst thing ever born. No. I have morals. I have a conscience. I definitely have my own code for life.
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 11:09 |
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Saturday, March 19, 2011
Come on builders!
I just visited my new unit today. Looks like it's done, but we're not allowed to move in yet.. I guess they're either doing the finishing touches or there are some legal stuff to be done? Whatever it is, I hope it's done ASAP! I can't wait to move in!
Reasons?
#1: I get to wake up later - right now, I gotta leave the house an hour and 15 minutes before class
starts, so I gotta wake up at LEAST 2 hours before class to shower and grab breakfast.
#2: I don't have to put up my angel kid act - I'm currently SUCH an angel, if my family were to see me now, they won't believe that it's me. I help with cooking, do dishes, keep my room neat, do my bed, help around with housework, wake up EARLY(they're morning people, so I can't wake up too late), I wipe drops off the sink and mirror of the bathroom right after using the tap, I do my notes and homework right after class (Oh. My. God.), I don't go out. I come home straight after class. I sleep relatively early.
#3: I will be getting an internet provider with a package that has more than 10gb monthly download quota limit. I miss my shows. I miss downloading stuff. I miss streaming shows.
#4: I don't have to tell anyone my plans a few days ahead, I have the freedom to change my plans whenever I want to. (I tell them my plans days ahead out of politeness I guess? If I don't, they might think I'm a rude brat who's free loading at their place)
#5: I'll be able to find a housemate... = rent = pocket MUNNEH!
#6: I don't like staying with an old couple where there's not much to talk about because of the HUGE age gap.
#7: I don't feel bad about living in their place because they REFUSE to accept rent (because of their friendship with my dad) and they FEED me my meals everyday. Not to be ungrateful to their free meals and free board, but I really want the freedom to choose what I eat..
#8: I would LOVE to be able to live near uni where most friends live. Right now I live so far away that going out is a pain in the ass because I gotta leave the house an hour earlier and reach home an hour later. Plus the housing area is dark by 6pm, I don't like bats. Oh, also would be nice to have friends over? Right now it would be SO awkward if I asked friends over.. So yeah.
#9: Clothes. Thanks to the fact that I'm living with an old couple, I worry on what I wear. Shorts? Skirts? Sleeveless tops? :S T-shirts and jeans are my best friends now. Oh. Shoes! I can't wear heels now either, because I gotta walk down a hill to the bus stop and walk UP the hill to go home. Heels would KILL me! I tried once.. almost killed my soles :(
#10: I miss cussing. The old couple I'm living with are not only old, they're also religious. I zip my mouth up so not even the words 'suck' or 'damn' escapes. Impressive? Most of my friends would think so! "Damn! That sucks!" would now be expressed as "That's so... bad!"
I know, I know. You all think I'm a horrible person. I'm getting free board, I'm getting free food. They treat me well, yet I want to leave. I get it! The thing is, I miss my freedom and I HATE feeling as though I owe ANYONE. I know it's stupid to feel this way, but I do! I'm fine with living off my parents, because they're family. I know, I owe them way loads more than I do with this couple I'm living with now and yet I treat this couple with so much more politeness. Perhaps I'll treat my own parents better next time! Then again this couple I live with don't nag me ;)
Of course, I intend to take GOOD care of my own parents once I'm out and working! That's a given. But watching myself now, I just realized how I've not been treating them as good as I should be.
Anyway, I totally went off topic there. Oh well, what else can you expect from me?
Ever your awesome,
Kim
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 21:51 |
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Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Alabama
Yes. I want to go to Alabama. I was watching Lifestyle YOU channel today and there was this show on obese kids. Apparently Alabama is one of the fattest states in USA! If I go there, I'll be one of the skinny kids! I'd get people telling me how skinny I am instead of skinny asians telling me how FAT they are when all I see is skin and bone. Yes. That's it.
My new goal: Live in Alabama.
I know :( Sorry, random and short post. I know you guys are used to my uber long wall of text posts, but I've nothing to say right now.
Oh wait, I do! I'm currently living so FREAKING far from uni that I gotta wake up 2-3 hours before class to eat breakfast, get ready and LEAVE the house about an hour and fifteen minutes before class just so I can catch the bus to this interchange, then wait there to catch another bus to uni! :( I hate switching. But living here(at my dad's friend's place) is great! I get treated really well, fed well(to the point of being overfed) and the only price I have to pay is being a totally angelic kid who stays at home and study, goes out for uni, tells them my plans DAYS ahead of doing anything. Overall, I think it's an awesome trade off!
My second year in uni? Not much to say really. I've rid myself of disgusting housemate and evil shit landlord and am currently living so far from university that the neighbourhood seems devoid of students! It's all families with young children OR old retired couples! The houses are beautiful, there are beautiful TOPLESS handymen working in their gardens and a cute dog that would greet me when I walk to the bus stop!
Seems awesome? I agree, but I still want to live in my own place near uni. The countdown is clear! Just a month to go and I'll have my own place and won't have to wake up until 10 minutes before class (woohoo!)
I know :( I went completely off track from the title. I'll end it here. Will update, I promise!
I know that the last time I promised to update, I didn't do it for more than half a year, but hey! I'm an angel kid now, you can trust me! :D
Ever the so awesome,
Kim.
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 23:52 |
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Saturday, June 26, 2010
The Lizard
HEyyyy!!! It's time for my 3month-ly update!!
Anyway, this incident happened about a month ago, but because this happened to me(lazy blogger) I only decided to put it up today~
What happened:
I was happily playing games on the laptop when I saw something dark move really fast across the wall in front of me.. At first, I thought.. "hmm.. what? shadow?"
After 5 minutes, it happened again, this time I happen to catch it moving - A LIZARD!!
So I panicked and searched for an insecticide spray(thanks for the idea, housemates of 124E) and SPRAYED it! It dissappeared...
for 30 minutes I was in constant fear that it might run out at me...
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it did run out again after 30 minutes, this time I sprayed it directly! So it ran away.. I didn't know where it was..
Thanks to the spraying, my room was really smelly, so I pulled my curtains aside to let in fresh air.. but the lizard fell past my hands and onto my table, right beside my laptop.
I.. SCREAMED and it rolled about and fell on my bed.. and stayed there silently and just LYING there as if it owned my bed!
I panicked even more and asked a friend what to do with the lizard because it was right beside me(less than 2 feet away) and is right next to my pillow....
My "awesome" friend told me to vacuum it, and since I was too scared to touch it or shoo it away from my bed(risking it running at me or breaking its tail on my bed) I went downstairs and got a vacuum..
Before I can turn on the vacuum, the asshole lizard crawled under my blanket(yeah, I don't make my bed) so I started vacuuming my top blanket and my pillow and my Moo away from the bed and still couldn't spot the lizard.. I was hysterically screaming while holding onto the vacuum, 4 feet away from the bed.... and that was exactly what my housemate saw when he reached the top of the stairs, as he just reached home.
I semi-begged him to help me with the lizard because I was too afraid to sleep in my bed knowing that the lizard was somewhere under my blanket.. It turned out that he was afraid of lizards as well!!
Anyway, he helped to lift my blanket, shake it to check for the lizard.. and the lizard was clinging onto my blanket for dear life! The second I saw it, I screamed, he yelled and dropped my blanket and we ran out of my room.. He went back in, picked up my blanket(the lizard was on the floor) and I was yelling "SPRAY IT!! SPRAY IT!!" so he took the insecticide, sprayed it while it rolled around in agony(I'm sorry for the cruel death, but lizards freak me out)
After about 10 seconds of spraying, it was still twitching and my housemate acted as though he was about to leave it there and go back to his room, so I asked him to help get it out of my room..
Since he was afraid of lizards as well, he went to the toilet, took a LOT of tissue(while muttering that I owe him big) went back into my room and stared at the lizard for 2 minutes.
I stood outside my room, peeking in while he attempted to pick up the lizard with the load of toilet paper in his hand. Every time he felt it move under the tissue, he'd yell while I screamed....... He finally got the lizard after a few tries, ran to the toilet and flushed it.
My housemate is my hero now :D (he still annoys me and he cooks stinky food almost everyday, but saving me from a lizard is epic)
I called my sister and told her about the lizard episode the next day.. and she told my brother.. and my brother told his girlfriend.. they now call me the evil lizard murderer although the one who did the murdering was my housemate ;_;
Anyway, I'm sure you're wondering why I only posted this now when it happened a month ago? Well, the day after this happened, my grandma passed away and after that I had to concentrate on finals.. My papers are finally over and I have spare time now before going home to Malaysia... So yeah, here it is. The Lizard.
I'll update again when I'm back in Brisbane after my winter break back in Malaysia! That means, see you in 2 months!
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 09:33 |
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Wednesday, April 14, 2010
New look!
Heyyyyy!!
I edited my blogskin(finally) with help from Lilian(not much)
How do u guys like it? Most of u are saying it's too cute for me :P
HAH! I've turned cute! LOLOLOL!!
Anyway, update on the spider:
my housemate is a total hero to me now, he caught the spider with tissue paper and flushed it dead!! YEAH!! :D
Posted by the Awesome Kim @ 01:55 |
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