Saturday, October 31, 2009
Guess what?
Mama woke me up at 345am in the morning, not for pre-dawn meal neither to tell me something important but she screamed at the top of her voice, screaming that there's a cockroach in the living room. How innocent?
Struggled myself to wake up and yes. I managed to kill the cockroach thanks to the broom.
I shouted vulgarities all the way. Bad cock-o-roach.
Still can't believe the fact that mama leap on the sofa.
Omg.