That damn bird.

Today, while I was YM-ing (Yahoo Messenger) with my sisters in my room, a very unexpected and totally annoying thing happened to me. It must have been around nine in the morning or something, the weather outside was pretty chillin' from last night's big rain, with rather dark clouds and moderate wind. Since I love letting in air into the apartment, I opened up the balcony door and returned to my room. Not long after that I heard a peculiar sound coming from the living room. "Meh, probably just the wind," I said, so I ignored it. Big mistake. Shortly after, I heard a fluttering sound heading into my room, so I looked up and stared as a small bird (apa sih bahasa Inggrisnya burung gereja?) flew into my room and perched itself on my window. "What the hell...?" I kept staring at it to see what it would do. Apparently, the poor wee bird was extremely confused, as it fluttered this way and that, trying to find a way out of my room, and it tried to fly out my window, which was impossible because it was closed and equipped on the outside with a... apa sih bahasa Inggrisnya kawat nyamuk? I growled and then got up to get the broom. When I got back I swung at it a few times to drive it out of the room, and I could see the bird going "Oh, shit" as it panicked and flew around haphazardly as it tried to find its way out (if only it would flew out of the room...). After one minute of swinging and cussing, I succeeded only in cleaning my broom of the dusts it had accumulated and sending, oh, probably thousands of unhealthy microbes into the air inside my bedroom. My patience running thin, the bird finally flew out of the room and I closed my balcony door, went back to my room and observed sullenly the carnage my broom-swinging had wrought. A lot of my things were covered in dust, I sighed and then noticed something on my bed sheet. I looked at it and went "AAARGH!!" Apparently, I scared the bird so badly it crapped its pants on the way out. Not long after that, I heard another sound from my living room and went to investigate it, and saw the exact same bird perching on the ceiling fan. It mustn't have got out the first time. I went "YOU!!", and then opened my balcony door and grabbed my trusty Broom-o'-Death(TM). But before I was able to do anything to it, it flew out the balcony and out, out into the free, free world!

That bird will probably have a ball telling its friends of the experience it had in my apartment.

True, I love a little taste of nature here and there around me, but NOT in my bedroom! And especially NOT on my bed sheet!! Oh sure birds are cute, but you wouldn't think so if it had ruined your morning and sent you on an unplanned-trip to the laundry. Ah, well. I'll probably have to adapt a more gentle approach the next time.

Oh, and go watch Ratatouille. The rats are cute.