I have been away for a while now and if I am being honest, I did not miss you commenting on how insane I sound. Therefore, let’s pretend that I was in a mental asylum. That wouldn’t be a bad thing wish on myself since my parents threatened to get me in one when I started smoking. Enough of the straying because I have an important issue to discuss with you. I believe that I am sharing my bedroom with an undead mosquito. Let me explain!
Its been over two months now and there is one particular mosquito that is not giving me any rest. You have to know that I, like the prophet, Am a fan of spraying doom. I do not like these flying bugs to feel like my area is their airspace. This particular mosquito has survived the last raids (pun intended!). I do not understand how a moth will die but a mosquito will survive and still buzz away. What part of science can explain that?
I do not know if my science teacher lied to me but I remember her telling me that mosquitos feed on blood. The mosquito hasn’t sucked even a droplet from me. I have woken up with smooth skin every day except for a few patches of acne and this other sexual disease. There has just not been any mosquito bite. Unless, if this mosquito is flexible enough to force its way through this Ministry of Health donation that is a mosquito net. Strange stuff.
I feel like I’m being abused by this mosquito so I took some time to research on its species because this particular one has been in my room for way too long. Apparently, male mosquitos only live for 10 days but females live for over 50 days. Considering that this mosquito has been on my case for almost two months now, I will positively assume that it is a female. Why then am I being trolled by a female mosquito which has no intention of biting me? Feels exactly like the friendzone.
Until next time, please by me a better repellant.
Inini
