Black Gecko.

As usual, I was going to read a few chapters of Lemony Snicket’s ‘A Series of Unfortunate Events’ before I sleep (meaning around 2a.m) and I’ve sort of picked up this bad habit of snacking while I do, be it Rocky’s or chocolates. Last night (okay lar, this MORNING) I caught the pack of unfinished Japanese milk chocolate DARS out of the corner of my eye.

I proceeded to grab the box unsuspectingly.

I knew there were only three pieces left and therefore attempted to shake them out. They did not budge which was weird because usually they’d just slide right out.

So, I pulled out the paper-cardboard-ish thingy out of the wrapper.

AND WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID I SEE?!?!?!?!?

A freaking dark-chocolatey-black-disgusting lizard with huge-black-beady eyes on the cardboard thingy staring back at me! T.T

It didn’t move and neither did I. I was practically in shock and stunned for around 5 seconds before letting go of the box and wrapper which landed on my comforter. The stupid lizard flew out and too landed on my comforter. I think it was in a real shock too coz it didn’t budge after another 5 seconds of me giving it a chance to fly (like experienced lizzies normally do when they kena caught), land with a ‘plop’ and just disappear out of my sight. But nooooooooooooooooo, it just lay there.

With the little courage I gathered during the 5 seconds interval, I shoved the whole comforter onto the floor hoping that the lizard would unstuck itself off my comforter and get lost. BUT, with my ’skillful’ shoving, I made my comforter all crumpled up which sorta meant if the lizzie hadn’t jumped off during the split second before the comforter landed in a bunch, it would be trapped, inside the pile, or worse yet, BE SEVERELY FRACTURED, DIE STILL GLUED TO MY COMFORTER! Ew!

Anyways, I ran out of ‘courage’ and decided to just go to bed without having a security blanket over me. But then, I couldn’t sleep soundly the whole night because I was afraid that my mum would come into my room, assume that I kicked my comforter onto the floor, PICK IT UP AND COVER IT OVER ME! The HORROR! Therefore, I was half-awake and cold the whole night.

I woke at 7a.m. grateful to find the comforter still exactly where I left it. Groggily, I got a clean comforter from the cupboard in my parents room and went back to sleep, knowing that my mum wouldn’t be that crazy to cover me up in TWO comforters.

Woke up 3 hours later and left the comforter in a pile. While I was practicing my guitar, mum came in and asked why the comforter was on the floor. Told her to shake it (after I was standing on top of my bed, safely away from any contact I might come in with the lizard during my mum’s shaking).

Turns out it wasn’t there anymore, well, nothing dropped out after my mum un-piled it. I never did check it thoroughly though. Maybe it might be stuck, dried up, hardened. Ugh.

Not a really dramatic ending but whatever.

I think someone up there wants me to heed my mum’s advice: sleep early and stop snacking in the middle of the night.

I hate lizards.