Finally, I cannot stand the nursery maid of my grandfather any more.  So I moved to this damp, dirty, messy dormitory on campus, albeit saving some commuting cost, having to share with other 5 people.

Much larger in number than my roomies, there are countless crouches here proving how shit this place is. The first night, in unconsciousness of sleeping, I felt something creeping across my face. This secret close visitor can be nothing but the "little strong." (It's hard to explain the origin of this nick name of crouch. I may try later.) I was furious to admit human beings' weakness confronting those disgusting insects. I have to fight! But how? Our dorm already has almost been submerged by the crouch toxicant. And I did see a "little strong" rolling happily in those white powders. Without any good idea to annihilate those creepers, I can at least keep them away from my bed by using expellant. No matter what, this method worked for the next few days. Good sleep. But, still I can randomly encounter some on hanging clothes, behind the curtain, in my drawer, under the bed etc. They must feel depressed because they cannot parade and revel on my bed at night, the time that belongs to them. However, yesterday, when I was lying cozily in my bed, writing with my reading lamp on, a giant winged insect suddenly flied onto my neck. Screaming with scare, I was suddenly frozen to move. Well, luckily, came my heroine. She drove the tiny "Boeing 747" away. The frightening thing was we didn't know where it fled and hid. Anyway, it didn't come back later. For the rest time of the night, I could not stop thinking that little "battleplane" was sent by the commander of Crouch Military to perform a revenge mission.

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