every evening, at least one of these crawl into my room.
and every evening i must spray it down with lysol and sacrifice it to the toilet god.
for some reason, this continued exposure to inchlong oriental cockroaches has not made me more comfortable around them. i recently had to redirect one with paper so i could pick up its corpse easier, and the sound of its legs scratching on the page was awful. i have never hated an animal more. except for maybe mosquitoes.
and now i see cockroaches out of the corner of my eye. and i always feel them crawling on me. because they appear everywhere, just randomly. on my desk inches from my hand, on my books, beside my bed. 15 more days until i am out of here.
and i should be studying for my midterm. this always happens.