well, i don’t know if i would have died.. but i was completely terrified. there was the largest house centipede i’d ever seen in my life crawling on my ceiling tonight!! it took all of my courage to run out of my room underneath the thing (it was right above the doorway)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! he whacked it once, but it was still alive and came running after me.. they sense fear. he killed it about a foot away from me.
was when my brother asked me to watch a new korean drama with him last night. he even let me lean my head on his shoulder. it gets better: i got to hug him, and he didn’t shrug me off!! an entire hour of getting to lean on him and hug him. it was the best thing ever!!
we have this theory that we need new mattresses. neither of us are getting the right back support. he sleeps on his back and i sleep on my sides. back sleepers, from what i can deduce from my internet research need quite firm mattresses, while side sleepers need something more like a memory foam so not to create pressure spots on shoulders, hips, and messing up the spine. so, i will let you know sometime tomorrow how this worked out. i’m looking forward to sleeping on his bed :) hopefully it will alleviate our back pains.
too young for back pain, honestly. we’re both less than 20.
i love that my brother still sometimes needs to hold my hand. (he’s nearly 20) -got scared with bilbo when he tries to snatch the ring and gollum.
tell you about that dream that i had. but first: even though my brother uncontrollably pissed me off yesterday, i’ve noticed that i would like a boyfriend very much like him. how did he piss me off? well, i told him i might call him to get his opinion on what movies to rent and what birthday card to get our dad. he said “ok, call the home phone.” he generally doesn’t pick up his cell phone when he’s at home. i called him 3 times on the home phone, no answer. called his cell phone incase i misheard him, and then i called again on the home phone with no avail. reason why it pissed me off: i called him 5 separate times!! he couldn’t be bothered to pick up at all?!?! then the other fact of the matter is that he didn’t know if i was ok or not, i could have had a bad accident, called him, and he wouldn’t even know that i was rushed to the hospital. i mean, that’s what upsets me. not the fact that he didn’t pick up to answer my questions of opinion, but the fact that i could have been in some danger for all he knew, and he couldn’t bother to pick up the phone.
papillon (1973) featuring steve mcqueen and dustin hoffman.
my brother made dinner for the two of us and now we are watching this movie together!
so, last night i went to bed at a pretty reasonable hour (midnight). and then i woke up to all this noise. i knew it was the cats, but i wasn’t satisfied. i had to know why. so, i got out of bed and turned on one of the lights in my room. they were trying to catch moths that my mom let in when she came home late. but i still wasn’t satisfied. so, i turned on my big room light and started looking around my room. THERE WAS A FREAKING HOUSE CENTIPEDE in that corner place where the wall meets the ceiling.. and so i freaked out. i tried to be quiet and take care of it myself. it started running on the ceiling towards me. i ran out of the room, and when i looked back, it wasn’t there anymore. then, as i was looking for it with my brother’s shoe in one hand (he has bigger feet= more distance between me and the scary monster) and some lysol kitchen cleaner which i have found to slow down insects and arachnids in the other, my brother walks out of his room and said he hadn’t gone to bed yet (it was 4:30 am and i was trying to be quiet for him!!) and he said he wouldn’t help me kill the house centipede because i had lost it. he just went to bed as soon as i told him i had a problem.. so i stood there, in my room, frightened. FINALLY, the cats come into my room, sick of playing with moths i guess, and then one of them catches something. i make her move away a little so i don’t spray her with lysol, and i spray the thing and then beat it to death with a shoe. and then i was afraid to go back to bed again because “HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED A HOUSE CENTIPEDE IN MY NIGHT CHECK BEFORE BED?!” (i have a system of checking my room, primarily the bed, for unwanted creepy crawlies that i do EVERY NIGHT)
so.. i went to bed at 5 am, had nightmares all morning, and woke up every 30 minutes. finally decided to stop beating my brain up, and just get up. i’m worried these nightmares will more or less come true. my brother’s best friend, whom you might remember me stating in earlier posts is also a good friend of mine, is leaving today for basic. we really didn’t want him to go into the army.. (technically he’s going to be in the air force) but, we still want to support him and see him off. i have this weird feeling that he didn’t text us when he was leaving, so we can’t say good bye because he actually left early this morning.. :/
i really hope it isn’t true. i’ll let you guys know how it turns out.