
It has been a month since my family and I moved from the 3rd floor to the ground floor of the apartment that we rented. Although I don't deny that I much preferred living 'up above' than living 'closer to earth' for the living 'environment' was slightly better compared to down here. But so far, things have been alright up until a few minutes ago. An uninvited guest took the trouble to 'surprise' me during one my 'finest' moments.
Picture this. I was busy doing my 'business' in the toilet (On second thought, don't trouble yourself) when a rat decided to make a grand entrance via the gap between the toilet door and the floor, making squeeks which I assumed to be cute in nature before proceeding to hide behind the erm...kolah air. What do you call a 'kolah' in English? I do not know who was more terried. Me, who fear all animal species, insects included...or the rat who caught me offguard.
Anyway, the rat's appearance was a huge put off to my toilet experience. Before this (on the 3rd floor), the only visitors that I get were from the roaches(They still do visit me from time to time) and lizards which after awhile I come to being accustomed to. I don't know how long it will take me to grow accustom to the visit or visits(I pray not) of the rodent or rodents (Yipes!) around the house. It would be easier if the rodent is cute and exceptionally talented like Remy from Ratatouille. Imagine the many dishes he and his buddies could whip up. I wonder if he can make Nasi Lemak?
Picture this. I was busy doing my 'business' in the toilet (On second thought, don't trouble yourself) when a rat decided to make a grand entrance via the gap between the toilet door and the floor, making squeeks which I assumed to be cute in nature before proceeding to hide behind the erm...kolah air. What do you call a 'kolah' in English? I do not know who was more terried. Me, who fear all animal species, insects included...or the rat who caught me offguard.
Anyway, the rat's appearance was a huge put off to my toilet experience. Before this (on the 3rd floor), the only visitors that I get were from the roaches(They still do visit me from time to time) and lizards which after awhile I come to being accustomed to. I don't know how long it will take me to grow accustom to the visit or visits(I pray not) of the rodent or rodents (Yipes!) around the house. It would be easier if the rodent is cute and exceptionally talented like Remy from Ratatouille. Imagine the many dishes he and his buddies could whip up. I wonder if he can make Nasi Lemak?
Eventhough I was still on the bus and was a few good metres away from the bus stop, I could easily tell that the 'mak cik' who was waiting for me at the bus stop was Tiqa. As I disembarked from the bus, I couldn't help feeling that my stripy tank with matching ear rings, grey hoody and tight jeans seems to be a little bit too dressed up compared to her modest long-sleeve grey shirt and 3 quatre length jeans. 












