Good news/bad news kinda day

The bad news: a cockroach had finally breached our defense and entered our home! It was a tad surprising as we have been leaving cockroach baits (poisonous of course) in strategic areas and dad had installed some sort of electronic supersonic insect repellent and we're not allowed to open any door or window for over 5 seconds. So how in the hell did this cockroach enter our hermetically sealed flat is still a mystery.

Regardless, my mom saw it, right next to the bathroom sink, strolling leisurely through her cosmetics. My first response (I was in the living room at the time and dad was asleep) was to freak out for a bit, then took out the insect spray. But combine the fact that my mom won't let me spray insecticide all over her cosmetics and I didn't dare to approach the bathroom, choosing to jump hysterically outside the bathroom and threaten to spray anything that comes out, meant my mom had to deal with it herself. I didn't care to know the details. But in the end, it was on the floor and my mom stepped on it and then threw it into the toilet. Mom said it was still struggling when it was half submerged in water.

No pictures or videos because I was too grossed out to even use that bathroom.

The (super) good news: Sweet Moses on a three-legged donkey wearing sequined hot pants, I just bought the prettiest pair of shoes. Feast you eyes upon its ultimate cuteness!



There's a lion! And a giraffe! AND BLUE CLOUDS! AND! SILVER! BEADS!