The heavy rain would do lots of good you know. This morning I saw scattered remnants of all sorts of creepy crawlies around my neighbourhood as there were guys fogging the rubbish chutes everywhere. At least they get washed away instead of the janitors doing the dirty work. It was great for me because it totally killed these creatures; awesome for cats because they ended up playing with these helpless babies and I saw lots of decapitated and halved roaches flailing around. However, this has always been a nightmare for housewives especially those who have their rubbish chutes just underneath their washing area. When people like my mother get lucky you have the chance of seeing them scream and freak out when they happen to like accidentally step on one or two of them. But I hate it when she orders me to kill them because that is the only time when you get to see how white their innards are. And I have always been tasked to do that since I was seven.

I am just a bit worried though. Downpours become merciless when they get collected in the canal infront of my block. And when you repeatedly hear a cat’s mew like how I am hearing it now, it can be a very distressing SOS signal. Sometimes I do my part by climbing down the stairs and saving these kitties but of late I saw lots of algae carpetting the canal so it is a bit risky lest I want to end up getting flushed to nowhere. I just hope for now that kitty is not trapped inside the canal. I can only hope.

For now, I am having fun watching Youtube videos.