Had a test today. I think it went very well. I’m never the first one to walk out of a test, most especially not a Chinese test so it was a rare and unlikely to happen again pleasant feeling.
In fact, it almost compensates for the fact that I have bed bugs. This morning I woke up and had little bites on my left arm. But only in one spot; a bit strange. Two other classmates have had a minor issue with it not so long ago, so I guess it’s my turn. It doesn’t freak me out at all even, though I used to think it would if it ever happened. I’m actually just a little insulted that they would bite me. Insulted! I would have expected maybe some horrification or disgust, but no. Just insulted. I told the women about it downstairs and I wish I knew what they told me. I’m pretty sure they said they’d change out the mattress and sheets later today. No big deal. Quite honestly, if I had to choose, I’d much rather have the bed bugs than the mosquitoes since their bites don’t hurt or itch and they don’t transmit any diseases (the only bloodsucker that can say that aside from vampires. But I guess if you turned into a monster when something bit you that could qualify as disease…).
Gamble JUST knocked a fly unconscious with her pillow. Literally as I’m typing. Not killed, knocked unconscious. Last night a giant, biggest housefly/horse fly I’ve ever seen fly in through our window as I was disposing of the body of a mosquito. It’s been flying up in the ceiling ever since and decided to land on her bed. She grabbed her pillow and wacked it twice, which only made it stumble around onto one of my sandals. Then we threw him out the window too. Maybe he’ll drown. Cause you know, it’s raining again.
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