flying cockroach.

and i'm reminded of my baby. he's terrified of them. not to say i'm not la, but.. haha. i saw him shriek and jump as the roach buzz towards him and landed on him. i miss him.. seeing that lone flying roach, looking for another person like my baby to land on.

it's funny how some people are scared of things that are.. smaller than them. some girls, like Ass, cannot stand cats. i, am terrified, absolutely petrified, of snails. yes. something that is smaller than me. and way way slower than me. not like i cannot outrun them. (ohmigod, as i was typing that out... i was imagining snails creeping in very fast motion. YUCK! their slimy bodies, legless, the bottom going in and out like waves, moving along quickly. EEE!!! i hate their eyes.)

the fear, the phobia of snails. came a long way. and yes, it's all because i stepped on one. actually i hate anything that's slimy. like worms. slugs. leech. ewww. worms,, cos my mom traumatized me by squeezing a pupa to have the caterpillar emerge when i was kid. i ran home at that very moment screaming.

and Kay, is afraid of butterflies. cos she watched a particular chinese tv serial show when she was a kid and got traumatized.

but again, what are bigger than us that can make us petrified in this society of ours? not like we have lions and tigers and big bears roaming around the streets.

ah, i know. i'd these clients from africa. they're tall and big. they intimidated me without doing much. just by talking to me, i feel that i'd to hold onto my seat. like their big voices are too loud for my small ears.

and then, we also have chinese petite women with really shrill voices going on and on like a siren, lashing at us with chinese curses.

er.

so... big or small - we can still be petrified of them. so sizes, do not matter.