A few weeks ago, I oblitherated the spider population living under the roof/outside my window with lots of sticky tape, bug spray, and my red Arach-narok.

I am now full of regret.

I wish I could revive all those spiders. Or catch some spiders somewhere and unleash them outside my window...so they'd suck the blood out of all those effing flies that invade the GAB after nightfall. You see, since a week ago, the act of opening a window at night is akin to unleashing the horror of the 10 Plagues into ones own room.

Every night I have to swat at the ceiling like some madwoman and let dead fly carcasses litter my miserable cram notes, my apple juice, my dolly noodles and most probably my hair. I can't sleep unless all those winged horrors are dead, because if they continue to live inside my room they would probably start laying their eggs on my eyeballs.

I have probaby killed over a hundred flies during the last few days. I have realised three things from this experience:

a) This has discredited the karma theory for me...I don't think I could have had quite so many irritating enemies in my past lives. I would forgive them all if they would just leave me and my apple juice alone.

b) The idiom "wouldn't hurt a fly" is really stupid. I don't think its quite human to allow these disgusting abominations buzz around you and die IN YOUR FOOD without doing a thing about it. I would understand if the idiom related to caterpillars, or butterflies, or ladybirds, or even moths. But flies? They're really gross and their legs are covered with bacteria.

c) I have finally comprehended the fact that there is nothing remotely romantic about a moth being drawn to the flame. That sort of dedication (by analogy) is incredibly foolish and annoys everyone who cares/doesn't care about you. It's enough that you're wasting your life away surrounding a shitty lightbulb, but then you go and just drown in someone's precious apple juice. You will obviously recieve no sympathy from anybody, least of all the person whose apple juice was ruined by the presence of your corpse.

I've probably mentioned apple juice a few times now. You see, its because I am a sad finalist who only goes to the supermarket once a week, which means I have a limited amount of apple juice to sustain myself with. And thanks to them flies, the levels of apple juice in my blood have just..plummetted. This makes me extremely sad, and extremely irritable.

Dear Reader....If you see a fly, kill it for the sake of humanity. Smash it into bug paste....or else it'd just propogate and eventually a horde of pests will suffocate you...and then countless generations of horrors will continue to thrive in the pubic hair of your dead body.

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Aside from flies....the Balliol Ball was okay. A tad bit overpriced but...it was nice in its own way. (apart from the various comments about by...unusual...hairdo, my tummy, and the fact that by the end of the evening I couldn't really walk much.)

But hey, at least I haven't hit rock bottom yet - there was this girl whose hair was exactly like Mrs Lovetts! Another relation to Tim Burton, perhaps....

The dancing Filipino prisoners are BACK!
Seriously, I think all that exercise is good for them. 

Not as good as the Zombie rendition, though!

I’m 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I’m just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

I’m 22 for a moment
And she feels better than ever
And we’re on fire
Making our way back from Mars

15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15 there’s never a wish better than this
When you've only got a hundred years to live...

I’m 33 for a moment
still the man, but you see I’m a they
A kid on the way, babe
A family on my mind

I’m 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I’m heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life

15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I’m all right with you
15 there’s never a wish better than this
When you've only got a hundred years to live...

Halftime goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
the sun is getting high
We’re moving on...

I’m 99 for a moment
I’m dying for just another moment
And I’m just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are

15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you're on your way
Every day's a new day

15 there’s still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15 there’s never a wish better than this
When you've only got a hundred years to live

100 Years - Five for Fighting

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