So this morning, as I was riding on the bus to class, there was a SPIDER.

It was only one of those little small ones that you can squish with a thumb, but still. A spider. Which means a lot to me because, hello! Arachnophobe here! (And I'm not really sure if arachnophobe is actually a word or not because it keeps coming up underlined in red, but oh well!)

I was just staring into nothing the way you do when you have nothing better to do on public transportation. And then I spotted something moving. I focused, and it was a little tan spider that was wiggling its legs around the thin line of it's web. *shudders* It swung a little as the bus rumbled along. *goggled eyed*

I did the logical thing because I didn't want it on me, I gave it a big blow of air.

No more spider! 

Or so I thought.

I returned to staring into air and then I saw it. On the shirt of the guy sitting in front of me.

It was on the shoulder blade area and I gave it my whole attention. I mean, what if it disappeared into the seat?! Then it could travel. Toward me. (And this is my arachnophobia-paranoia speaking.)

Anyways, it wiggled its way up to the shoulder and then it disappeared again.

Okay. Maybe it started crawling down the front of the shirt, but I'm giving it the benefit of the doubt here. When nothing shows, I return to staring into nothing.

Until I see the small brown spot wiggling on the guy's hair right by his ear.

Cue the internal scream of horror.

I swallowed hard and pressed back into the back of my seat and eyed the spider with, what I'm sure was a crazed look in my eye. In all seriousness, I broke out into goosebumps.

After who knows how long (too long to me), the spider disappeared again. And I'm begging him internally to get off the bus and take the spider with him. Sad to say, it didn't happen, but what happened next was even worse.

The guy's hair was the bristle-y, course kind, and so there were some strands that stuck up near the top of his head.

That's where the spider made its grand reappearance.

I had the internal monologue of ohmygodohmygodohmygodOHMYFREAKINGGOD! going on by now and I watched as the little thing stayed at the top of the guy's head and did its wiggle dance every time the bus gave a particular jolt. And the guy started moving his head, looking at a map, looking out the window.

ohmygodohmygodohmygodOHMYFREAKINGGOD!

When my bus stop comes, I'm out the door like my pants were on fire. And I gave my head a vigorous shaking just in case a little spider decided to make its own appearance on my head.

*shudders* That was the most eewwww experience I've had in a while. Maybe since ever. I hope that I NEVER have to see that happen again. And this experience might have traumatized me of that particular bench on all the buses.

I'm finally watching Supernatural, of course after reading several fanfictions on it. XDD Am totally addicted now. Unfortunately, I have a wild imagination.

I just went outside to put something in the car for mom. At night.

After watching several episodes of demons and wendigos, my heart started pounding. All the things that could be haunting the dark! >o<;;

I ran to get the door at my grandma's so that my grandparents wouldn't have to hobble to it. Instead I slammed my left knee into a wall and nearly fell on my face.

Ouch.

My dad sighed and told me why I just had to get the bad parts of my mom...=_= I wonder the same thing.

Now I have a scary lump-bruise-thingy. Eeewww...XDD

I just sliced myself twice with a knife that I just sharpened when I was cutting the bitter melon for my mom. Man, I'm a dweeb. Now both fingers, on different hands, sting like a b****.

We went to get gas on Saturday, and when we finally reached the pumps, the guy in front of us got out of the car to do the usual to get the gas.

The thing that was so hilarious was that this guy was dressed in a nice leather trench coat, and leather pants and leather gloves. He even had sunglasses and a little baret (how do you spell that?) on his head. Cool right? But then when he went to get his wallet out of his back pocket, it got stuck. *cackles* Coolness level just shot wa~y down for that! XDD 

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Had delicious raspberry chocolate mousse cake in San Francisco Friday. It was delish~ious...*drools just remembering* We were in the Castro district and *snickers* lots of gay men walking around. It wasn't actually that many though, because their right to be married was just shot down in flames, so they probably weren't really up for partying. ;_; However, the one guy behind the counter that took our orders had the AWESOMEST accent ever! I think it was British, but I'm not too sure. But it was good. XDD 

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On another note, I got lost in downtown today. *sighs* Public transit is so confusing...

 Plowing through a stack of library CDs that I checked out this afternoon. ;) Happy with my picks~! 

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Went up to visit animeartistjo today with my dad. XD Lots of babbling got done! Then when me and my dad loaded his tools back into the trunk of the car to go home, I said to him in all seriousness, "See you!" 

Insert pause to stare at each other.

Dad: Okay, see you!

He walks to the driver's seat and chortles as I get into the car beside him embarrassed beyond my mind. *dies* How's that for a blooper in life? -_-;; Haven't had one of those in a while...

I snapped on of those hair chopstick thing-ys. I guess my hair is just too thick and tough. -_- At least the remaining one can hold up the hair. :)

I had just stuck it in my hair and was twisting it...and thing CRACK. I held one piece in my hand and the other was somewhere in my hair. Whoops. My strength was much more than I thought it was or the plaster was weaker than I gave it credit. Oh well. *shrugs* Next time I'll just steal real chopsticks from the kitchen. XD

So me and my dad was driving home after dropping off my mom's uniform for her at her work and we passed this one section of the road that had "XING SCHOOL" written on it.

My mind paused at that.

I didn't know that there was a school there, and I said as much to my dad.

My dad said, "Huh?"

He hadn't seen it, so I pointed it out for him, by pointing down.

He looked down at the floor of the car.

While laughing myself silly, I told him I meant on the ground, on the pavement of the road, and he was like, "Oooh!"

I laughed so hard it was hard to see the road. Which is a bad thing since I was behind the wheel. -_- Luckily, I recovered quickly. Go me!

So, I had a craving for some hot chocolate and searched the house for a forgotten tin of some hot chocolate powder. After FINALLY finding some, I proceeded to pour in a scoop of powder into my cup, and then milk.

Then I stuck it in the microwave for what I thought was 2 minutes and 49 seconds. I disappeared back into my room will the milk heated up.

Some minutes later, I came back out, expecting a warm cup of hot (not really) chocolate to be waiting for me. Instead (to my horror), I found the microwave still going with 7 minutes to go. And the cup of mine empty.

I hurriedly stopped the microwave and took out my sticky cup.

The milk had exploded from the cup into the microwave plate. Oh joy. More cleaning up for me to do.

Apparently, while I was deciding how long to leave the cup in the microwave, I accidentally pushed one button one time too many. I suspect that my cup had been in the microwave for about ten minutes before I came out of my room.

ARGH. *bangs head against wall* I'm such a friggin' ditz!

So another trip to Costco and no, this is not another forgotten drink incident. Instead, we are featuring a gas station~!

So we were getting gas and my dad dropped some change from his wallet. I picked up one of the coins dropped under my seat and I see that it's one of those new nickels or whatever. So I said, "Oh look! It's one of those new five quarters!"

My dad looked at the change I had in my hand. "Don't you mean nickel? What are you talking about?"

Heh heh. Oops.

My dad and I went to Costco today.

We had lunch.

We bought stuff.

We loaded stuff into car.

We got into the car.

I asked my dad, "Where's the drink?"

He didn't know.

I leaped out of the car and ran to the cart and picked up the drink.

Whoops.

:)

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We went to Borders later and guess what? I bought Dramacon volume 3 for $5.40. XD I love myself.

I got pwned by my toothbrush. -_-;;

So I was brushing my teeth and reading HD fanfiction on my computer in my room. Due to my cold (or whatever I've caught), I have a stuffy nose. Meaning I can't really get a good breath of air through my nose. Anyways, after I brushed my teeth enough to get a mouthful of foam and spit, I just left my toothbrush in my mouth and continued reading fanfiction. So involved was I that I didn't notice that I was holding my breath until I needed to sneeze.

Luckily, I managed to hold my sneeze in and not get a splatter of foam-spit on my computer, but then I noticed that I couldn't breathe. Why? Because my nose was stuffed and my mouth was too full of spit and foam. *choke*

I had to leap up from my chair and run to the bathroom to spit. I tried getting a breath of air as I ran but that didn't work because instead I got a throat full of foam. Yuck.

So I spit into the sink and gasped for breath. Lame, aren't I?

I could have gotten into the Darwin awards for that. I can almost see it now, Death by toothbrush foam. *dies*