Sometimes I think about having to live alone in about 12 years when I hit 35, and I foresee some problems. It’ll be a tad bit lonely for one thing. I remember being in isolation when I got Covid, and even though that was just a week, I was already feeling like Tom Hanks in Cast Away. Thankfully it didn’t get to the point where I needed a Wilson.
Secondly I am a man wif a lil bit too many irrational fears. Things like darkness, strong winds and lightning are usually alright, but can give me the heebie jeebies when presented abit too menacingly. This includes the wind being just a tad bit too strong at night and goes WOOOOOOO against my windows while I’m trying to sleep, or when the lightning is just a lil too close and loud, dat it sounds like the world is ending. I mean come on now, I think my fear is justified then right. It’s part of our oonga-boonga survival instincts.
Ok but those things I’ll probably handle by just doing my best at ignoring. What I cannot ignore are little pests that decide its fine to just chill about in the house while providing nothing but being disgusting. Now this doesn’t apply to all little animals that come in. Beetles are alright, ants are annoying but are usually too small to cause significant problems, and spiders are pretty chill too (just as long as they’re small lol)
No, the ones I have no love for are the likes of cockroaches and lizards. I hate these lil bois wif a passion. I consider them God’s mistakes. I know Steve Irwin probably loves them and probably taught us to love them, but nO. These are the only animals not deserving of love. What do they provide other than ruining ur day. At the end of a long day of work or school u come home and u wanna take a nice relaxing shower to get ur mind off dat shit. U walk in u see one of these 2 brown bois just chillin about on the shower wall. Well guess I’m not showering then I’ll just go to bed smelly eh. Maybe I’ll burn my house down while I’m at it.
In Japan kids are taught to address every animal politely, with a -san at the end. Like neko-san (cat), kuma-san (bear), or even ari-san (ant). Interestingly enough, gokiburi (cockroach) does not get a -san. Even the polite Japanese people teach their kids not to love them. Cockroaches and lizards deserve no love.
I hate them but am also not brave enough to confront them. U get near one and it flails and moves about fast as hell away. Just the way it looks when it moves, or looks in general, is very disgusting. I think disgusting’s the word. In Malay there is a word called geli. Idk the exact translation of it to English, but it just means something that makes u go ‘EEEEEEEEE’.
Even if I did kill them I do not enjoy the idea of picking up a dead cockroach or lizard. It’ll probably be squashed cos dats the only way I know to kill them. I do not enjoy the idea of picking up a squashed creepy crawly, and disposing it. What if its actually still alive and takes revenge on me in its deformed state. I’ll actually leave my house and never come back.
In conclusion I’m probably screwed if I see a cockroach or lizard in my house. I would probably just wait for them to disappear and forget about it after a few days, but there will always be lingering thoughts you know. I could call the exterminator, but that’s a lil overdoing it. It’s like shooting a bazooka at a trail of ants. For the reason above I’d rather not live alone and will likely need a bodyguard by my side.
09.07.2025
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