I guess the title made it clear about the way I'm feeling now. Okay, what happened was this. As you guys already knew (or those who haven't, now you know), exams are round the corner, which happens to be in like 3 days' time! I gotta tell you. I am so UNHAPPY with the exam time-table. Whoever drew that up deserves some physical punishment from us. Oh yeah, back to the topic. I spent the entire afternoon trying to bully myself to stay focused on that super-thick file before my visage. FYI, I only finished revising 2 pathetic chapters of Taxation. How great is that? And I realized I have some missing notes. So I combed my bureau, which was buried under the tremendous pile of worksheets, books, newspapers, rubbish, blah and blah. It's just so messy! No. I still couldn't find those notes. So I thought it would be in the shelf across the room. I stood up, and a took couple of steps forward. Then, I felt something under my feet. A crunchy sensation. I crushed a black beetle! YHUCK! All its juices glued to the bottom of my feet. It was plain awful! Well, what to do. The beetle was destined to DIE UNDER MY FEET! HAHA! Pity. Wiped my feet clean with several pieces of tissues, scooped the grotesque body of the beetle and threw it into the toilet bowl. Down into the sewage it went. What...DO NOT expect a grand burial. I hope it doesn't reincarnate in there and then buzz out to take revenge on our butts later!

Well, so I returned to my study. An hour or so has passed. I was almost done with one of the chapters. I rested my head on my hands and scrutinized my room. Then, something caught my eyes. A lizard was crawling on the wall next to me. Can't you pests just leave me alone for awhile?? So I ran out to the storeroom and returned with the almighty Baygon. That lizard was already nearing the ceiling. I fired the Baygon at its disgusting body. And it dropped. Into my pen holder! GOSH! Luckily it didn't land on my table! It attempted clambering out of the holder, but I continued firing the poison at it. Quickly, I took the pen holder to the toilet and poured everything out. My mum thought I was mad. The lizard fell out into the open, again. My mum screamed so loudly and this time round, I thought she was mad herself. And immediately, she ran for the masking tape. As I watched the wriggling pest struggle before me, I was wondering... How does a lizard taste when its fried? People go to the extend of eating worms, roaches, dragonflies, rotten meat, monkey brains blah blah, how about lizard? I've never seen anyone eat that before! Have you? And so I was being playful, as I kept aiming the Baygon into the lizard's nostrils. DARN FUN! Too bad if that lizard has got asthma. Not that I care of! That's what pests like these will get if I see any in my house. DIE! But I HATE flying roaches! OIUAK!

Life is beautiful, so are you.