My Enemy & Me

One of my enemies is cockroaches. Before coming to US, once I saw roaches, the first thing I did must be shouting and called for help whenever and wherever I was. And usually it's my mom helped me out. (That's one of my mom's greatness. Ha~)

Then, right now, here I'm in US. In the I-need-to-be-strong environment, not to mention, roaches are still my enemy, anything I see or encounter, it needs more courages to do what I need to do.

So, today I saw a quite big roach showing up under one of the paper on my table. Cuz I moved that paper and it climbed out. I'm really frightened. But I really need that roach to be dead, or maybe one night it will stare at you. That could be really scaring. So, all I have to do is pick up one of the slippers and hit it. Just one move and everything is under control. Just one move that I couldn't do it before, til now, I still don't believe what I've done. Before that, even seeing roaches' dead bodies makes me feel disgusting and even seeing roaches in Chinese has the same effect.

Whoo~ God!

I don't know why I wrote this thing about roaches. Maybe I'm still in shock.