Never have I jumped so high!

So here is the thing. Even though I am probably the tallest guy in the world, I am extremely afraid of big bugs. Spiders, bees etc. You name it and I'll most likely shudder with fear. Therefore, it is maybe not the smartest thing to currently be working and living in America, where millions of gigantic bugs call it their home. The following is a little story of me acting like a big baby...

Just a few days ago, I arrived home after a long and tiresome coaching session. All I wanted to do was have some food and crawl into my bed. So, as I entered the house, I approached my bedroom door, opened it, switched the light on, and kicked my shoes off. As I was changing out of my coaching gear, I suddenly heard a whizzing sound. Straight away, I knew there was something with wings in my room and I don't like things with wings (notice the rhyming - how slick is that?). At first, I thought it would be one of those standard house flies we always get, which don't bother me one bit. However, I was completely wrong - big time.

The whizzing played again and I looked over to the window from where the dreaded sound was coming. I cautiously approached the window and gradually lifted the blinds. TERROR! RUN FOR YOU LIFE!

I think I must have jumped across the room in one step - I was that frightened. I had no idea what the thing was. All I know it was massive, had jumbo jet like wings, and looked extremely intimidating. Unbelievably, as I was composing myself, the thing took off and was heading towards me. Was I brave and heroic? No - I ran, exited my bedroom, and shut the door. When I was younger, when ever there was a spider in my bedroom, I would get my Dad to get rid of it. He would always do it in a peaceful and civilized manner by picking it up with his bare hands and putting it outside. Unfortunately, my Dad was not here to deal with this flying monster thing, which was buzzing around in my bedroom. Yes, it was so big that I could still here the buzzing, despite the door being closed.

Silence arrived and I thought it must be resting somewhere. So I carefully opened the door and found the beast lying on one of the window ledges. In a flash, I picked up a shoe and threw it. Done. The thing was dead. Finally I could go into my bed and sleep peacefully. I really wish I did not have such a fear because, like then, I killed something. It's not right really, is it? I don't know. It just feels a bit weird. Oh well, I'm sure I'll be coming up against more incredibly scary things in the future.

I'll be trying my best to try and get as many blogs down as possible because I do actually have a lot to say but due to my high school commitments and other things, I am very busy. So please keep logging on and checking the blog out.