I think I saw what I think it is.. my greatest enemy of all times.. it might be small and look slightly different from its cousins in Asia, it nevertheless still has the most disgusting features of all living things.. Struggled for 2 days before deciding to write about it in my post. Maybe I'll delete off this post after some time. Loathe the idea of having the slightest connection with it.
I saw it when I was watering my plants on Tuesday. It was there beside one of the pots. I had to take a second look because I wasn't prepared to seeing it here. Yes I got to know from the movies that they do exist here in America, but I always thought that with the extreme climate of the city, it will be hard to see them around.
To think that I was so happy that we are coming here and I will be living a life without these pests for the next 3 years or so, like the times in UK, but only to have my happiness cut short.. Now I have to watch my step like what I always do on the streets of Singapore especially those dark damp alleys. Those who knows me know how acute my senses are towards the crawlers. I can even smell them if they are near. And I am seldom wrong in that sense.
How did I get entwined in such a hateful relationship with this creature? I believe it is retribution. When I was young, about 5 years old, I wasn't scared of them at all. In fact, I used to torture them. Swing them around by their feelers (how I hate spelling out any word that is related to them). Scaring the neighbours' kids with them. And I don't remember washing my hands after that!! Those were the "gung-ho" days..
I didn't know what exactly happened. But suddenly I just started to fear them, to detest them. So much so that I do not even dare or want to touch/ see their picture or even just the spelling of the word. So now you understand why I still have not typed the word out? The word "Feelers" is in fact already toooo much for me. I typed it out for the sake of this post, if not, never in my life will I ever spell this word.
I have my "principles"/ "motto"/ "rules & regulation" (whatever you call them) concerning these creepers :
1. See One, Kill One!
Of course I won't do the killing myself. I would have fled by then. Will send a trust-worthy person who is determined enough to rack through the back of cupboards, underneath the tables to accomplish the mission.
2. Must Die!
I have to know that it is dead. Need confirmation that there is a corpse in the wastepaper basket.
3. Cannot be on the same ground as it is - Not within 100m radius or maybe more, depends on the situation. Must keep at least such a distance to maintain my sanity.
4. Every piece of clothing/ thing that comes into contact with them has to go. So when walking, I always watch where I go, in case I step onto their dead bodies. Cannot bear the feeling that it is underneath my foot. Will throw that pair of shoes away. Not kidding. I would slice a piece of my flesh off if possible, if I do come into skin contact with it. *Touchwood*
5. Do Not Try to fool around with me using these creatures thinking that it's funny. Else you'll never hear from me again. I mean it. Don't even try with the fake pieces/ their photos/ the word itself or "cute" cartoon pictures cos nothing about them is cute.
How much I abhor this pest? On a scale of 1 to 10? Out of the scale!!! It is worse than my fear for ghosts and spirits. At least ghosts probably understand and will keep a distance if I chant my prayers. These parasites don't. They just crawl and fly anywhere anyhow...
People think I'm crazy when I tell them this. Nobody seems to understand this phobia about these creepers, until one day, I met SL who feels the same way as I do. Boy, I was so happy that someone finally understands me. I feel that I'm no longer alone in this battle against the parasites. :)
Used to have this joke with her about the creature :
If a war breaks out, we become POW, the easiest and most effective way of torturing us will be to throw us into a cell full of these creatures. We will then commit suicide by biting our tongues.. that is the best way to die without coming into skin contact with those pests..
I saw it when I was watering my plants on Tuesday. It was there beside one of the pots. I had to take a second look because I wasn't prepared to seeing it here. Yes I got to know from the movies that they do exist here in America, but I always thought that with the extreme climate of the city, it will be hard to see them around.
To think that I was so happy that we are coming here and I will be living a life without these pests for the next 3 years or so, like the times in UK, but only to have my happiness cut short.. Now I have to watch my step like what I always do on the streets of Singapore especially those dark damp alleys. Those who knows me know how acute my senses are towards the crawlers. I can even smell them if they are near. And I am seldom wrong in that sense.
How did I get entwined in such a hateful relationship with this creature? I believe it is retribution. When I was young, about 5 years old, I wasn't scared of them at all. In fact, I used to torture them. Swing them around by their feelers (how I hate spelling out any word that is related to them). Scaring the neighbours' kids with them. And I don't remember washing my hands after that!! Those were the "gung-ho" days..
I didn't know what exactly happened. But suddenly I just started to fear them, to detest them. So much so that I do not even dare or want to touch/ see their picture or even just the spelling of the word. So now you understand why I still have not typed the word out? The word "Feelers" is in fact already toooo much for me. I typed it out for the sake of this post, if not, never in my life will I ever spell this word.
I have my "principles"/ "motto"/ "rules & regulation" (whatever you call them) concerning these creepers :
1. See One, Kill One!
Of course I won't do the killing myself. I would have fled by then. Will send a trust-worthy person who is determined enough to rack through the back of cupboards, underneath the tables to accomplish the mission.
2. Must Die!
I have to know that it is dead. Need confirmation that there is a corpse in the wastepaper basket.
3. Cannot be on the same ground as it is - Not within 100m radius or maybe more, depends on the situation. Must keep at least such a distance to maintain my sanity.
4. Every piece of clothing/ thing that comes into contact with them has to go. So when walking, I always watch where I go, in case I step onto their dead bodies. Cannot bear the feeling that it is underneath my foot. Will throw that pair of shoes away. Not kidding. I would slice a piece of my flesh off if possible, if I do come into skin contact with it. *Touchwood*
5. Do Not Try to fool around with me using these creatures thinking that it's funny. Else you'll never hear from me again. I mean it. Don't even try with the fake pieces/ their photos/ the word itself or "cute" cartoon pictures cos nothing about them is cute.
How much I abhor this pest? On a scale of 1 to 10? Out of the scale!!! It is worse than my fear for ghosts and spirits. At least ghosts probably understand and will keep a distance if I chant my prayers. These parasites don't. They just crawl and fly anywhere anyhow...
People think I'm crazy when I tell them this. Nobody seems to understand this phobia about these creepers, until one day, I met SL who feels the same way as I do. Boy, I was so happy that someone finally understands me. I feel that I'm no longer alone in this battle against the parasites. :)
Used to have this joke with her about the creature :
If a war breaks out, we become POW, the easiest and most effective way of torturing us will be to throw us into a cell full of these creatures. We will then commit suicide by biting our tongues.. that is the best way to die without coming into skin contact with those pests..
2 comments:
haha...likewise, i deteeeesst it as much as you are and boy, i can really feel your hatred towards them on your words and phrases! i am absolutely clueless to their existence in the planet, what are their purpose in surviving. And why did God create them in the first place? To attest our faith in Him? How so?
they are here to remind us that even at the top of the food chain, we are at the mercy of the small creatures too.
seamonkey
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