My Room

My room has special homemade mosquito netting.

Thanks to someones stinginess , me and my famous dad were forced to construct our very own mosquito netting. It has more holes than my face.

We place the mosquito netting at my window.

This "netting" was used since last year, but Ive never taken any chances, Ive always decided stuffing myself in my room with no air, is better than having air and scratching your skin off due to mosquito bite. I just close the windows, no aircycle, and no mosquitos. I like simple things.

Today, I decided to put my mosquito netting to the test.

Within 4 hours my room was filled with mosquitos and bugs.

Then my mum came with the best plan ever.

My mum sprayed my room with ridsect. Those stuff do work when u close the windows and doors.

My room stinks, so my mum decided to open my windows and use my mosquito netting to let my room "freshen up" from the mosquito spray smell.

It was raining. You know does bugs who go near lights in the rain ?

Well, they invaded my room.

Thanks to the succesive brilliant ideas, my floor is full of dead insects, and my ceiling containing a single light has more than 100 of bugs.

As the icing on the cake, as I am typiung this, the bugs think its funny to fall of the ceiling and and fall over me. Tonight, I sleep with bugs.

Im suprised I still havent considered trying to cut myself, it seems quite rational know.'

Oh yeah, I was supposed to go to KL 2 days ago, but I fell sick. There is something called loneliness, cooped up, and fustration. it really made me sick. oh, and my parents keep asking me to look cheerful and laugh when I meet people.

Im taught to laugh at aliens talking. What if they were talking about the death of a close relative/family member, and me, the super socialite of Kepong/GeorgeTown, laughs his head off.

Apart from bugs, and more loneliness, my lifes been pretty much good.

Ive learnt that my internet curfew was never meant to be 7 pm to 12 pm. I dont even give a dam to even open my internet before my parents go into their room.

I found a new past time. That is reading. harry... my mum is here to check air flight tickets. yay me. gtg