meet my friend mickey.

Now that the whole shabangibangs about the trip is done and over with, I am back to my normal order of things.

You want a sign?

I met a new dude. His name is Mickey. The very night David left to go back to Singapore, I met Mickey. We met in the most unusual of circumstances... I believe he's my roommate's guest, because when he came into our room, he went straight to my roommate's side.

Well, knowing me, I let my roommate's friends stick with him - i don't bother them or anything. I'm not jealous or anything, it's just that I really don't like Mickey. He's kind of too energetic for his kind. He likes rummaging through my roommate's clothes, especially the used ones. Weird huh? Very sneaky fellow.

So I decided to repel him as much as possible. Today, I went on a cleaning spree. I cleaned, scrubbed, and washed everything - the living room, the toilet, my side of the room. Well, it was only my side cos my roommate's side is buried in used underwear from two weeks ago. So yes, apparently, Mickey likes that.

I don't know where Mickey lives. Well, honestly, he is kind of an irritating guest. Like, I want my room to myself right? Some privacy, especially during Spring Break. But this guy simply pops up whenever and wherever he wants in our apartment, uninvited. I think he's really into my roommate's things, cos everytime he comes into our room he goes straight to that pile of dirty, fermenting laundry from two weeks ago.

After cleaning up, I went back out to the living room to watch Saving Private Ryan, which, by the way, was a fantastic show. then, just as i looked away from the show, Mickey appears yet again. Still towards my roomie's fermenting stuff.

I'm not liking it anymore, so I'm gonna tell my roommate later about it. I can't even sleep at night anymore because of Mickey.

It's amazing, 'cos I don't know where Mickey stays. If I knew, I would have barged in there and killed him or something. Yes, he is THAT irritating.

So that's my story. I don't want any of you to freak out, so I sensationalized the story. If you still haven't gotten it, Mickey also likes leftover pasta and is a sucker for cheese prata.

Still haven't gotten it? Let me leave you with six words before I run for my life.

Squeak Squeak.

Go figure.

I'M OUT!!!