I Helped A Bug: Dung-Ped

Today, in the bathroom…well, I don’t know how I spotted that bug. LOL Anyhow, yes, my life is BUGTASTIC, too. πŸ˜‰ If it’s a little confusing, go read Bugs Are Smart. πŸ˜€ Moving on, since I have no idea how I saw that bug, I’m just gon go ahead and describe how it looked like. (Again, I don’t know what it’s called. haha) It had the shape of a millipede, at least half of it. But its head was gold-ish brown-ish.

And that’s not the odd part, it carried some sort of dung or larva or whatever. It looked like a lizard’s crap. Flattened lizard crap. HAHAHAHA!(I’m bothered at the color of the actual crap. It’s like some treat with a white topping. *throws up* jokes) So I’m calling it, Dung-Pede.

I had to gross you guys out. πŸ˜‰ For the record, not my pic! haha! Anyway, a small bug of about a centimeter half inside a lizard crap-ish, it looked heavy. It was inching its way up. Who am I kidding? It was moving centimeter by centimeter and stopping almost everytime. I gave it a little push. It didn’t like it at first but learned to just deal with it seconds after. After that I let it climb the wall until it slipped. I pushed it one more time, I couldn’t bear seeing it suffer. lol It had about 3 feet of wall to cover still. πŸ˜‰

I now realize that this blog is boring. Haha!

Is It Possible?

This isn’t a pressing question, nor is this anything serious. haha! I just have this one question.

Story: 2-3 days ago, a stranger added me on Facebook – friend request and all. Anyhow, I don’t normally add strangers. Well, except those strangers that my siblings and some friends know. You gotta keep connected. πŸ˜‰ So, he added me. We had no common friends, whatsoever. I checked his photos out in case I recognize his face. There was actually one picture that caught my attention. It was him with some wings and it somehow had a “dark” thing going on. And I was right, he labeled it “Dark Angel” at the bottom of the picture. LMAO

Yeah, I had to put Peyton Sawyer. πŸ˜‰

It didn’t strike me as interesting, it just left its mark cause it reminded me of brother no.1’s funny face when he utters that name or label (whatever) hahaha! Because of that, I shared it to my siblings. I attached the link which made them see the photo. I sent it with a “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”. In my defense, I wasn’t laughing at the photo, I laughed cause of the thought of my brother. Anyhow, yesterday, I noticed I couldn’t access the photo anymore.

Is it possible he knew about the private message?

HAHAHAHA! Dumb question. But if he did, I know he hates me right now. Sorry Mr. Dark Angel! πŸ˜€

Ugh…Shopping/Yayy…Karaoke!

On July 25, I did not write any blog whatsoever. My Twitter and Tumblr accounts weren’t even as active. Gaaah! By now, you probably know I do not enjoy shopping. When I go to the mall, or any store for that matter, I already know where I’m going to and what I’m going to do. It’s a simple 3 step thing, go there, get it, go home. Pretty easy, huh? πŸ˜›

Yes, I am a girl but no, I don’t enjoy shopping. According to sister no. 1 I’m the only person she knows who doesn’t share the same thrill she has in the mall. At some point it is exercise cause you walk or run around the place the whole time. But gaah, I’d run or walk up a hill any day – fresh air, sneakers, sweating. In the mall, it’s more of looking good while in a rush. HAHAHA! But yeah, I had one or two memorable moment in there that July 25 day.

OK, so my sister and I were waiting for this Karaoke-ish DVD player we bought for our baker. The “promo-diser ” or whatever they’re called insisted that they’d try it just to make sure the thing works. Β lolΒ So, he went on and tried the player. It took him way too much time to set it up, so I grew impatient. (When have I been very patient? Oh right…not telling. haha)Β I was hungry and egg-sauce-ted, I could explode any minute. When he asked us to try and sing to test it out, I pulled an “are you kidding me” face but it didn’t startle him. He just smiled, stopped a laugh.

Since my sister and I backed off, he asked someone else and in less than a minute, just like that, he found this singer-ish diser or whatever they’re called. Wait and read the end bit to find out what she looks like. πŸ˜‰ Β And then she picked a song. I was more impatient at the time but was successful at fighting it. But when they finally picked a song, it was as if he didn’t recognize the numbers it took him ages to hit anything. Finally, I went,

Oh, hit a button already!

Yes, full on english. He laughed, my sister laughed, the singer-diser, well, she was too busy preparing for the song. So, finally, it was there, music and lyrics and voice. I thought I was gon be good during that day, I didn’t even tell my sister how thick the diser-singer-lady’s foundation was, how bloody red her lipstick was. But when she sang, it was like, all hell broke lose.

I wanted to cover my ears, not because of the voice – the voice was good, I mean really good. But the diction is just sooo damn funny. hahaha! I had to get out of there. I ended up laughing. Hahaha!

Fun day at the mall. πŸ˜›