Thursday, December 11, 2008

The One With The Cicaks


I was reading K-Lin’s blog entries on her fear for lizards and it “inspired” this entry. After reading her entries, I realized I AM NOT ALONE!! There are actually real people out there like me…totally freak out at the sound and sight of a lizard! Yes I know…it’s so small… and we are so big… but you don’t understand!!



I do not know how K-Lin’s fear of lizards came about, but hell I sure do remember how mine came about… actually more like a string of unfortunate events.

It all started out many moons ago with Milo…yes my morning cup of hot comforting Milo which the stupid cicak (lizard) decided that I would be ok to share my Milo with it since I was already sharing my room with its cousins!!! So can you imagine the blisters I got from it! Never mind that…fast forward couple of years, when I hit puberty, the cicak decided to base jump from the air-con to the valley of my boobies!! YES!! It landed rite in between my boobs! I will leave the rest to your imagination… The worst was during the late 90s my mom was spotting the latest curls in town and YES the cicak once again thought that mom’s hair looked like a comforting bed of god knows what and landed on her curls and got trapped!! Guess who had to remove it? ME!!! I remember well…I did not remove anything… I was too “eewwwww” and I ran and ran and ran… until today I am still running away from “it”. So yes… my fear of lizards started out when I was young.



Today, when I see or hear any lizards, I will run and scream for my life. At home I keep my windows and doors shut to make sure no lizards can come in. I check public toilets for signs of any lizards and I would rather get UTI than to share a toilet with it! I would make “shooshhhh” sound at it, bang the door, bang the wall, and scare it with a broom/mop when I see one on our balcony. If all else fail, I have my official cicak disposal man. My Hubby. Yes he will do it for a fee. He will only dispose off the lizard after witnessing my “tribal dance” complete with cold sweat and tears around the house.



So K-Lin, I am so glad we share the same fear and one day… we will conquer our fear…but for now I think I will just live with it.

1 comment:

Shelly said...

Approximately 2 hours ago, I just had a screamfest while showering my boy. Stupid cicak hiding behind the door when I was closing it!

Bloody hell! Lucky my hubs killed it and disposed the body.

Yes, I got cicak phobia too.

On a bad day, I may feel very tempted to chop off whichever part of me that was closest to the offending little creature.