My fear
I realise that I have a very different fear from many people. Would you call it a fear of resentment / loathing?
ok, It is a hatred of mosquitoes.
I really really dislike them. They create this innate fear that leaves me all jittery and annoyed. (jittery because I do not know when they will struck and annoyed that I am feeling jittery over a stupid mosquitoe)
If i were to verbalise and elaborate on the extent of my fear of mosquitoes, it would almost be like being trapped in a room with a lion or cheetah. Except that I can see the cheetah or lion when it is about to pounce or eat me.
I don't like this feeling of helplessness associated with a mosquitoe. You never seem to know when the mosquitoe will make it's grand appearance and suck my blood. I hate them so much that I sometimes imagine what they may be thinking and talking as they leave their bloody markings on me
The dialogue between 2 mosquitoes
Mosquitoe A: I'm hungry. My babies need their food. Oh woe me, what shall I do? (throws legs up over it's head) Hmm, I guess today's menu will have to be some thigh even though I had some of those ytd.
Mosquitoe B: (looks up from painting it's tiny pinkys) Why not somewhere else?
Mosquitoe A: ( smacks Mosquitoe B with it's wings) Are you trying to get me killed? The arms are too dangerous. The victim might see me and then it would be "thy kingdom come" for me. If i die, all my poor babies will never see the light of day. They will never be able to fufill their destiny and carry on that great legacy left behind by their parents and grand parents and great grand parents and ancestors.
Mosquitoe B: Ok, ok, i get your drift. (ponders) I tell you what. Because you are an expecting mother, I will teach you the secrets that have kept me alive for so long. Guess how old i am?
Mosquitoe A: (scratches head) err, 3 weeks old?
Mosquitoe B: No silly, I am coming to my first 100 days.
Mosquitoe A claps in admiration : Tell me your secret please, great guru...
Mosquitoe B: Ok, because I am nice, here goes.
(Mosquitoe A takes out a notebook and pencil and starts writing feverishly. On the other hand, Mosquitoe B adopts a lecture stance, puts on a pair of specs, clears throats and begins lecturing)
Mosquitoe B: Aim for the places that the eyes can't see. Oh i know, how about the lips or the eyelids or the ears! But be sure to hide yourself. Half the battle is won when the loser of a victim can't see you. Follow my formulae and you will never go wrong. Inch, swoop, suck and fly. Repeat the formulae. It doesn't matter if you leave little bites all over. It's better to check if the coast is clear before returning for a sip then to commit the silliest mistake of taking a big gulp and getting discovered.
Mosquitoe A: .... What a good idea!!! (stupid grin plaster on stupid face) Thanks your so much for your teachings. Will you accept me as your follower? If all goes well and I return, pls allow me to set up a school where your teachings will leave on forever. Long live Mosquitoe B. My babies are going to be very full tonight (prepares to fly away in search for a stupid victim)
The End
Why this hatred?
For some reasons, I seem to be a magnet for mosquitoes. They love to bite me. Next, I am major sensitive to the bites of mosquitoes. Their bites take forever to heal and they will always leave a mark on my skin. Lastly, their bites will always swell so if it was a sandfly bite, it becomes a normal mosquitoe bite and if it is a normal mosquitoe sucking my blood, the end result is a giant wound on my leg.
Stupid !$#$^$%& mosquitoes. Therefore, I came up with this rule that should i come across information that there is a mosquitoe in my near vicinity , I will stop whatever I am doing and use everything in my power to track that little monster down and terminate it.
So one down, a million gazillion more to go
Little monster deserves it
ok, It is a hatred of mosquitoes.
I really really dislike them. They create this innate fear that leaves me all jittery and annoyed. (jittery because I do not know when they will struck and annoyed that I am feeling jittery over a stupid mosquitoe)
If i were to verbalise and elaborate on the extent of my fear of mosquitoes, it would almost be like being trapped in a room with a lion or cheetah. Except that I can see the cheetah or lion when it is about to pounce or eat me.
I don't like this feeling of helplessness associated with a mosquitoe. You never seem to know when the mosquitoe will make it's grand appearance and suck my blood. I hate them so much that I sometimes imagine what they may be thinking and talking as they leave their bloody markings on me
The dialogue between 2 mosquitoes
Mosquitoe A: I'm hungry. My babies need their food. Oh woe me, what shall I do? (throws legs up over it's head) Hmm, I guess today's menu will have to be some thigh even though I had some of those ytd.
Mosquitoe B: (looks up from painting it's tiny pinkys) Why not somewhere else?
Mosquitoe A: ( smacks Mosquitoe B with it's wings) Are you trying to get me killed? The arms are too dangerous. The victim might see me and then it would be "thy kingdom come" for me. If i die, all my poor babies will never see the light of day. They will never be able to fufill their destiny and carry on that great legacy left behind by their parents and grand parents and great grand parents and ancestors.
Mosquitoe B: Ok, ok, i get your drift. (ponders) I tell you what. Because you are an expecting mother, I will teach you the secrets that have kept me alive for so long. Guess how old i am?
Mosquitoe A: (scratches head) err, 3 weeks old?
Mosquitoe B: No silly, I am coming to my first 100 days.
Mosquitoe A claps in admiration : Tell me your secret please, great guru...
Mosquitoe B: Ok, because I am nice, here goes.
(Mosquitoe A takes out a notebook and pencil and starts writing feverishly. On the other hand, Mosquitoe B adopts a lecture stance, puts on a pair of specs, clears throats and begins lecturing)
Mosquitoe B: Aim for the places that the eyes can't see. Oh i know, how about the lips or the eyelids or the ears! But be sure to hide yourself. Half the battle is won when the loser of a victim can't see you. Follow my formulae and you will never go wrong. Inch, swoop, suck and fly. Repeat the formulae. It doesn't matter if you leave little bites all over. It's better to check if the coast is clear before returning for a sip then to commit the silliest mistake of taking a big gulp and getting discovered.
Mosquitoe A: .... What a good idea!!! (stupid grin plaster on stupid face) Thanks your so much for your teachings. Will you accept me as your follower? If all goes well and I return, pls allow me to set up a school where your teachings will leave on forever. Long live Mosquitoe B. My babies are going to be very full tonight (prepares to fly away in search for a stupid victim)
The End
Why this hatred?
For some reasons, I seem to be a magnet for mosquitoes. They love to bite me. Next, I am major sensitive to the bites of mosquitoes. Their bites take forever to heal and they will always leave a mark on my skin. Lastly, their bites will always swell so if it was a sandfly bite, it becomes a normal mosquitoe bite and if it is a normal mosquitoe sucking my blood, the end result is a giant wound on my leg.
Stupid !$#$^$%& mosquitoes. Therefore, I came up with this rule that should i come across information that there is a mosquitoe in my near vicinity , I will stop whatever I am doing and use everything in my power to track that little monster down and terminate it.
So one down, a million gazillion more to go
Little monster deserves it