Just a few minutes ago, 20 minutes to be precised. I was going through my wardrobe to pack for bahas camp tmr and suddenly I heard some sort like an insect sound, you know, when they land on the wall or something they create this sound. And so I was beside the window, somehow I scared myself and looked at the window to see if "something" not human or insect was there. Apparently, behind me was the dryer, and on the dryer, there stood a FREAKING H-U-G-E COCKROACH, right under my nose. My automatic reaction? Super classic.. NO I did not shout, just this shocking long hard heavy breathing and of course I ran laa. I think my running steps were loud and both mummy and brother who were sleeping woke up. Of course, I kena scolded, though I did NOT scream! Grrr... Kena scolded or not, I still asked mummy to handle that cockroach. She sprayed Shieldtox, the cockroach flew! EEEEEKK! Heeby jeebies I was watching it.. Then it dropped, then it moved like a lipas kodong.. Still moving, mummy grabbed it with plastic..eeewwwww... & I am STILL feeling ^$##&*(*((^%@... though I was glad it did not fly on me... B/

This flying cockroach incident brought me back to a time where dearest told me about an incident of him and a flying cockroach too. I was thinking.. What would really happen if there is a flying cockroach, and we are staying under one roof. Kecoh! hahahaha..