Did I mention that I hate bugs?

... because I don't think I did.  But I'll state it very clearly right now.

I hate bugs.

Just so the whole world knows, including all of the bugs that think it's okay to be near me.  It's not okay.  It's never ever ever okay.  I think this is very important to state clearly because so far, my week has been full of bugs.  And these heart attacks that I'm having can not be good for me.  They really must stop.  Also, I'm showing signs of paranoia.  For example, I think I see a black spot in the corner of my eye.  Most people ignore said black spot and at the very worst, turn their head to see what the said black spot is.  But not me, not after these past few days.  I see a black spot and a shoe appears in my right hand, a Raid can in my left, ready to aim, fire, and conquer.  This is an instantaneous, almost instinctual, reaction.  I repeat, not okay.  I'm turning into a bugbuster.

So you want to hear about the horrors I've been facing thanks to bugs... here it is.  I must warn you, though... The remainder of this post is not for the faint-hearted.  It may be disturbing to some of you bug-haters.  Don't say that I didn't warn you.

Monday 6/24/13
Happy first day of school!  Again!
And the Second Session starts off with a warm Marine Invertebrate welcome and the groupings for our projects. Each group does three projects: Hot Fact, Video, and Collection.  The projects all revolve around the topic for each group.  Anna, Angela, Hannah, and I all decided that whatever topic we were doing, we wanted to be in a group together.  And then we saw the list of topics.  Arthropods, Mullusks, Echinoderms, Vermiforms.  Of course, we want Arthropods: lobsters, crabs, etc.  There are hermit crabs and ghost crabs everywhere, so we could do some awesome crab collection.  Had it all planned out, and it was going to be perfect!  And then... Bum bum bummmmm. (Enter Terrible Tylers) Tyler and friends sign up before us. Another group got to it first. Such a disappointment. What ever happened to ladies first?  What happened to this so-called principle of chivalry?  Well, the lack of the former two, ended with my group getting the lovely topic of Vermiforms.  Cool, guys, really cool.  For those of you who may not know, those are worms.  I get to play with worms for a month.  I would have been okay with anything else, but worms... bugs of the sea... That's my luck.  Buttttt, it's still marine biology.  And therefore super cool.  Therefore, I will love every second of our dumb worm project and will leave this class a better marine-worm-lovin-biologist if it kills me.  On top of that, I do have a fantastic group!  We're going to kick the arthropods booties too, if you were wondering.

Tuesday 6/24/13
On to the worst experience of my life... The infestation of roaches.  Huge roaches. H.U.G.E.  It's a very good thing that Anna is prepared with Raid- that is a quality investment for all current and future DISL students, just fyi.  But anyways... Anna and I are chillin in our room trying to watch Game of Thrones and Modern Family when the first roach enters.  Que heart attack #1.  We both grab shoes and the Raid.  Anna is chasing after the monster like a crazy person spraying Raid as she goes. Good thing to know: Raid makes tile floors slippery, when wearing flip flops there is no traction on the slippery Raid, chasing and killing roaches is very difficult when you're slipping all over the place in panic while having a heart attack.  Just in case you ever come into this situation, learn from our mistakes.  And then we freakin lost the bug.  It ran under Anna's bed and we couldn't figure out where it went.  This is when the feeling of terror comes in.  Sure, the roach was doused in Raid, but do we know for sure that it's dead?  Will it ever come back?  Did it get enough Raid? These are all very scary questions to ask, and the only thing that would help us was seeing the dead thing.  Seeing a dead body is sometimes the only thing that can reassure me in times such as these.  But alas, it wasn't happening... Until 10 minutes later when it emerged from the other side of her bed.  But we were ready.  Yes, we had our mini heart attacks and onset of panic, but Anna's shoe hit that thing so hard, it was G.O.N.E.  Reassuring feeling sets in.  And it was only one roach.  We're so good!  These were LIES that we told ourselves.  Another few minutes, a larger roach came out.  The regular: heart attack, panic, lost it, terror, killed it, reassurance.  But by this time, our whole hall knows about our infestation.  Because we're freakin out. Obviously.  Oh, and then another freakin roach comes out.  Oh, and it's even. freakin. bigger.  NOT OKAY.  NOTHING ABOUT THIS IS OKAY.  But you know the drill by now.  That reassurring feeling though, it's weaker every time.  I don't trust my room and the bug-proofing we're doing anymore. But it's dead.  And now I'm hoping and praying that they're for real gone.  I guess we'll see.

I'm sorry to give you such a terrifying rant, but this just happened.  I am still very much on edge  over the whole thing.  And I am currently not able to sleep, waiting for more roaches to come out.  But no worries.  I will aim, fire, and conquer.  Sure, nuclear bombs won't kill them, but I will.