there was a flying cockroach in my room and my dad caught it.

which reminds me of a particular period in secondary school, somehow the beetles infiltrated my house. not the living legends mind you, but those eeky ones flying around and making buzzing sounds. gosh. i hated them things.
so before i learnt to get past my fear of them, my dad would catch them things whenever possible.
it's always nice to have a guy willing to catch them for you =]

so.
would you catch them for me?
a thing of the past 9:15 PM