20
Jul
The Tale Of A Lizard
So I wanted to enjoy a nice, long, hot bath after a long day out. And I did, but when I stepped into the shower, I realised I wasn’t alone. I was accompanied by a lizard. I tried to wash it away, out of my shower area but it just didn’t wanna leave. I had to bathe, so I just stood right at the opposite corner, staring at it the whole time. Reason why I was so paranoid is cos of a previous bad experience with one where a lizard fell on me once while I was sleeping. Apparently, the lizard wanted a shower too cos just when I finished soaping (which I always do last), the lizard conveniently leaped out of the shower area and took its leave.
‘I’m A Celebrity , Get Me Out Of Here’ trial came right within the corners of my bathroom. I decided to post this cos I found it somewhat interesting and cos it kept me wondering why someone like me (who’s apparently bigger in size than an average being), like many others, could be so afraid of something probably 20 times smaller and somewhat harmless. For me, it’s cos of the lizard falling on me before. What about you?