My heart keeps beating like a hammer
because of that damn frog incident!
My apartment complex gets a lot of frogs outside for some reason. Possibly because we’re right next to the Wild Life Reserve. The frogs are pretty small: from the size of the tip of your pinky to the first part of your thumb.
A lot of times, the frogs will be on the apartment buildings (also all over the sidewalks) and sometimes crawl up to the second floor (my apartment unit is on the second floor). It’s really disconcerting when you’re trying to open your door very gently but hurriedly so you can get inside away from the frog sitting right by your doorframe, but not alarm it lest it jump suddenly out of your range of vision (UGH).
SOMEHOW, a frog got into my room. I have no idea how, but my speculations tell me that it must have gotten in through a crack in the window or something. It’s either that, or it took a little ride from my knapsack and into the room (I don’t even want to THINK about that. GROSS).
I was playing FFXIII when I look over at my closet and low and behold, a little frog sitting RIGHT THERE. ASDFGHJKL. I freaked out and checked the window to make sure the screen wasn’t ripped since I didn’t know how it got in, but when I looked back, it was gone T______T
GONE. WTHECK. So I ran out of the room, grabbed the broom, tentatively shifted things around my desk to see if it had landed there somewhere, and the next thing I know, the frog is back on the closet. I don’t know where it came from. BUT THEN IT FELL ASDFGHJKL:ASFDGJNIDNPUIGBNEOIWNMA. And started to inch it’s way towards the crack in my closet and I really started panicking at this point so I chased it with the broom towards the bathroom and over towards the door.
At this point, it sort of tucked it’s arms and legs into it’s body and just sort of rolled as I swept it out of the room. I kept sweeping until it was out in the hallway on it’s back. I thought maybe I killed it, but I wasn’t taking any chances. So I grabbed an old empty jar and, heart pounding out of my ears, reached over to trap it. AND THE SECOND I PUT THE JAR DOWN IT JUMPED. I almost fell onto my ass from my half squat/crouch and back into the wall, I was so scared!
Then I took a piece of paper, snuck it under the jar, wrapped the jar, opened the door - only to have ANOTHER frog out there. But it was sitting on the railing and when I opened the door, it panicked and jumped into the air down to the ground level o____o
I abandoned the jar (and the paper) outside near my recycling box and ran back into the house. I still feel very jittery - and it doesn’t help that I’m the only one at the apartment :’(
I half feel like laughing and half feel like crying because now that the adrenaline is wearing out, I just feel paranoid and grossed out. It’s one of those things where if you were with someone, it would probably be pretty funny because it was so ridiculous. But because it’s only me, I just feel unsettled.