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a moth tat will shorten my life.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
so... there was this moth. it flew into my house yesterday morning and stuck itself to a corner of a drawer. it stayed there motionless till the wee hours in the morning, which it then flew onto the floor.... swayed its body for a while and lied flat on the ground like this..


suspecting tat it was dead, i asked my dad to pick it up and throw it away coz there was no way i was going to touch it, dead or alive. so as my dad picked up the supposedly dead moth with the tissue paper, it suddenly flapped its wings and gave me a shock! and coz my dad was walking towards the door to throw it out, i actually tot he was walking towards me to scare me with the still-alive moth!!! i got so freaked out i jumped onto the sofa and ran across it, onli to hit my butt so hard on the edge on the sofa. yes u can roughly guess how scared i am of flying insects, bugs or watever. i cant help it. i seriously think my life was shortened at that veri moment.
glanced at the mirror at 2:24 AM