His name was Terry

Wednesday, January 4, night we went over to Britnee's house and made pumpkin chocolate chip cookies and watched the new episode of Lost. i think i ate 12 cookies, i had to make up for a months worth.

when we got back to our Hale i was putting some clothes away when a HUGE brown spider came crawling up the wall, just inches from my face. AHHHHHHH! we screamed and hugged each other while staring at the fate we soon had to face. guess how long it took us to find and kill the intruder...... 45mins. we named him Terry, a combination of terror and tarantula, i dont know why we named him because we hated him so much. he used evasive maneuvers and camouflaging techniques to prolong his life. he crawled behind dressers and jumped off walls onto Christina's rob, that was quickly sprayed with Raid "my robe smells like Raid!". his last place of safety was the night stand, which we moved outside and dismantled. we couldn't find him anywhere, i turned around and then looked back and he was making his escape from the night stand "kill him"!. Christina ran and jumped on Terry, serves him right for breaking my camera. when i told my brother Quinn about this experience he asked how the spider broke my camera i said, " his presence broke my camera".

later that night Christina was interviewing me with her camera and i was relaying the tale when she threw a plastic spider at me, i freaked/screamed, it was just as big and creepy as the one we had just killed. our next door neighbor, Kosh from Malaysia, came over and asked what happened all innocently before she threw a plastic spider at me and i screamed again. i think im arachnaphobic ha

after that ordeal we were getting ready for bed when Larry the cockroach appeared. we were emotionaly and physically exhausted from the spider so we didnt even bother with the roach. its been raining a lot lately so i think thats why creatures of the night are taking refuge in our room.

Thursday, january 5th, i have officially been here a month.