The other thing I wanted to talk about was the cockroach. The other night, I fell asleep on the couch to Seinfeld. I woke up around 12:30 and got ready for bed. I knelt down for a quick prayer and then pulled myself in to bed. After about 5 minutes of drifting off, I hear this scratching sound. I thought it was my dog upstairs locked in a bedroom. I gradually woke up and realized it was not my dog, but something in my room. So i turned the light on and looked to the ground to see a cockroach about an inch 1/2 long and an inch fat. He was huge! So i quickly grabbed my shoe and hit him in which he ran in to my closet. So i was like, crap, so much for going to sleep. So I waited for it to come out. It did and so I grabbed a can of wheat that was sitting in my room (I dont know why it was there, it just was). So i tried to hit it with that. I did, multiple times, to which it basically shook off the beating and ran behind my night stand. So i wiggle and jiggle it till it comes back out and start hitting it again to which it again shook it off and ran under my bed. So I grabbed a hanger and started hitting under my bed, hoping it would come out. It didnt. So I stopped and patiently waited for it to come back out. It did, and so i started smacking it with my very thick hanger. Still didnt die and went back under the bed. Now, I have never seen a cockroach be able to do what that did. With all the beatings I gave him, it could still run a marathon. After about 15 minutes of doing this, I finally got him to a corner where I finally did damage and tried to smash him in to my carpet. He still didnt die, so I tried harder and harder until he finally gave up. It took me 20 minutes to kill a little stupid cockroach. As I look back to when I prayed, I told Heavenly Father that I was thankful for all my stuff and was really tired and wanted to go to bed, so I would talk to Him later. So I think this was His way of humoring himself. I did not want to go back to bed in my room and was not able to sleep the rest of the night. The moral of the story is, if your tired, don't give that as an excuse to having a heartfelt prayer with Heavenly Father, or He will send a little annoyance to you to get you back on your knees.
The other thing I learned is that the saying that a cockroach could live thru a nuclear war is true. Those stupid things NEVER DIE!!!!!
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Ok so your story was pretty good, the excitement lasted 20 minutes. My story took place over a shorter amount of time but to me was more disturbing. To preface my story I must tell you that having a phobia to cockroaches runs in the family, justifiably. I mean these creatures live in the sewers, eat sewage and are just disgusting! Ok so let me begin my story.... Ok so last Tuesday night I brought the trash barrels in from the street, as I was walking across the back porch I saw a cockroach on the celing of the back porch. I though oooooh ahhhh hahahaa your gonna DIE!!! Oh and this cockroach was bigger than yours, about two inches long, it was SERIOUSLY the biggest one I have ever seen and that was part of the joy in killing it! Ok so I ran into the house and grabbed the "Hot Shot" roach and ant killer. I was looking for raid and couldnt find it.... so I got about a foot away from it and sprayed it. It started to fly so I ran back a few steps. I turned back around toward the roach (or where I thought it flew to) and I could not see it. I was looking and looking and could not find it. Then I noticed out of the corner of my eye that it was on MY SHOULDER!!!! I about flipped! I didnt want to touch it so instead I danced around trying to shake it off. It finally left my shoulder and and I sprayed it constantly as it ran from me I sprayed it for a good 20 seconds or halfway into the yard before it died. It was a sweet experience for me haha! thats it.
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