ANTS V.S MINYU

Wtf i am not even kidding.

They came coming one by one around the same route on my table. On average, i squashed about 10 ants every night you know? I scared got karma plus i felt kinda bad for them since i wouldn't want to be squashed either.

The first night the scouters came, i merely squashed them and threw it into the bin.

The second night they came again, i was watching my show as usual and it was getting on my nerves already. I watched them, hoping they would lead me to their hive.

The third night, i whipped out the mosquito/insect repellant which i brought for bro to bring to Philippines. Amazing, it decreased the amount of small flies in my room but the ants never said die.

The fourth night, i thought they might be attracted to my kiwi insect repellant so i purposely sprayed a bundle of them on the table hoping to see if they come and drink it. I waited until i fell asleep.

The fifth night, i googled about what is the most humane genocide for this scouters and apparently a wet toilet with soap would do the trick. I stopped my show and my work and made my table a soappy white one. It was a great night with no ants but i thought i saw a few crawling... I pushed it as an illusion from the guilt i killed so many the previous nights.

Today, I woke up happily with the rain and ate porridge mama cooked. I came back and thought, "Wow, detergent and water really did it". After i said it, 1 scouter came. I squashed it, bin it, wash my hand and back to work. I decided to google once more and they said vinegar will deter them. So i wipe my table with that sour liquid. But THEN 2 scouters came together.

That's it. I almost flipped the table in angst.

But i didn't because the table was too heavy. My mac was on it too.

So i took my painting down, my photo reels down, pulled my table and cabinet out all the way and RAGED WAR.

I had vinegar bottle, insect repellant, old insect bygone bottle, new bygone bottle papa bought when i said i wanted to rage war. Since the old bygone was about to finish, I sprayed and cleaned – the wall, to the back of the table to the floor.

Papa passed me the new bottle that was enriched with citrus smell and of course i would use it instead of the pungent old one. I cleared all my books to spray them and wipe.

My room was intoxicated by poison. Like real poison from the spray. I thought i was actually like an ant. Alas, i finally found 5 scouters at the corner scrambling but i think they were like me, a bit hallucinating from the spray's effect. I squat and stayed at the corner where they were, hoping they will lead me to the hideout. They didn't. They were dying i think.

After 15 minutes my thighs were numb and i needed to stand soon from my blood backflow. The last resort was to kill all those 5 scouters that were moving gradually slowly at the same area. THEY LIED OKAY! Nasty pest. When i blew at it they RAN LIKE A MOTHERFUCKING SPORTS CAR. Angrily, i squashed the 5 scouters.

I spammed the old and the new bygone all around, from table to floor to cabinet door. I realised i started to move slowly like as if i was in a slow motion movie. So girls and boys, please follow the instruction to evacuate from your room if you spray those kind of things okay.

My heart beat slower, i quickly drank some water before deep breathing to repel the spray. I didn't enter my room for 30 minutes and i only got better after 30 minutes. Not fun at all hor, it felt like someone is pulling the air away from you.

No ants. I thought, finally.

As i type this post, i saw ANOTHER FUCKING SCOUT ANTS.

I give up lah seriously.

Buay tahan already. I sprayed the repellent directly onto the ant which was crawling on my self-made pattern box i did that contained all my wires and thumbdrives.

NATURE V.S HUMAN

I lost.

I bet some ants are cursing me for killing their identical friend or identical siblings. I bet that before they venture out of their bloody hive, the in-charge probably said, "Noants ever came back from scouting, Good Luck mate and follow their chemical scent and be safe from HER".

I cannot live in peace with insects unless i am not in a HDB but in a forest surrounded by soils and trees and moss. But nope, i am living on marble-like floor, cemented walls and steel windows. Don't court your own death lah please ants.

Go scout at the garden outside my house. It will be your heaven.

And this is my karma for adopting the habit of eating pastamania, popcorn in my room after this year's chinese new year. The nagging and teaching i've learnt for the past 18 years of not eating in my room crumble down to this karma of me getting angsty of these crawling scouters.