At first, all went well today. I was researching my personality type which, by the way happens to be INTP, when all hell broke loose. It started innocently enough, I tilted my head to the side and two beatles fell out of my hair. This was not the first time in the past 24 hours this had happened, so I didn't think much of it. I started to calmly walk toward the bathroom so I could grab a tissue with which to carry the beatles outside. However as I was walking I noticed the beatles were not simply rolling around, they were mating. Disgusted that this was taking place on my bed, I grabbed my school notebook, ripped out some sheets, and flung the beatles out my window. I'm not sure if the stuff squirting all over my bed were beatle eggs, waste, or something else but I couldn't get it off my bed fast enough. As I'm writing this I'm warily eyeing the relatives of the beatles I murdered crawling on my bed. One keeps crawling in and out of my ear, one is behind my pillow, and one is lazily walking along my bed. I can't say I blame them for coming to mourn the loss of their relatives, but I do wish they would all move to a swamp somewhere.
Yikes, I have suffered from night terrors my entire life. I absolutely HATE it when they involve bugs, I would rather have a nightmare about being chased by 10,000 rabid zombie axe murderers than have one about bugs. UGH!
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