One ant.

That's all it took to freak me out enough to clean my room up like a neat freak.

One single ant.

The reason? My DS was sitting next to my laptop, on my desk, with the charger cable going down off the edge of my desk to the floor.

Then, magically, an ant crawls up the cable and across my laptop while I was typing.

Now, I'm not afraid of small bugs alone. But just thinking of a ton of ants hiding in the somewhat long carpeting in my room freaked me out enough to vacuum every available inch of space in my room, get everything off the floor, and clean off all of the stuff on my desk and clean with a wipe. And I made my mom come in and spray every inch of my wall she could. We even found MORE ants! D:

Ever see one ant in your room and freak out when you're not scared of bugs?

I saw a spider in my basement the other night.

It was crawling in my box of piano music and I almost shit my pants.

I ran upstairs, sat on the couch, and curled into a ball to keep my feet off the ground. D:

I'm currently sitting in my rolling desk chair with my feet crossed so they're not near the ground.

But shit, a spider? I hate all spiders. Had a nightmare a few weeks ago involving tarantulas in the house, woke up, and could not get back to sleep because I thought tarantulas would crawl into my bed and bite me. D:

I blame that new show on NBC. :x

And now I keep feeling all itchy in random areas of bare skin and I think the ants are on me. :( I HATE ANTS FOR LIFE.

I hate that feeling :( I was driving the other day, and I thought something was crawling up my leg, so naturally I freaked out D:

Turns out, I needed to shave, despite having done so two days earlier :(

ugh, my sister... she saw one spider (a very little one) in her bed. she couldn't sleep in it for THREE DAYS. the first day, it took me atleast 30 minutes to coax her into her bed. first she sat on the floor and whined, then she was in my bed, then she was standing up rocking herself like she was possesed. i eventually just gave up and switched beds with her. this was around 1 am.

the next day, it took me just as much time to get her in bed, i had to practically tie her down. when she was in bed she layed there for 10 minutes or so chanting "It's okay Cam (her name) It's okay! There are noooo spiders."

the third day, i find her in my bed (not asleep, just reading. it was also 1 am). i push her out and shove her into hers because the past nights i've had like no sleep. i told her i wouldn't put up with this shit and she better shut the hell up. she's 10 lol.

EW. I hate ants. I'm not usually bothered by bugs and I'm still okay with ants walking around on me. But if they're in the house I flip the fuck out. I think it's the segmented bodies that creep me out. If they're outside, it's cool. But if they're inside... It's war.

I hate to clean. Usually if I see a bug I just put it outside. I don't like to kill them.