The storm

I love storms. They are so beautiful and daunting. Below is a clip of some lightning that I filmed (bad quality) on 1 January this year. It was lovely.



The storm that the BOM warned of today hit us. It wasn't so lovely. Honestly, it was the most terrifying storm I have ever been in, despite the fact that I was in the safety of my own home. And it didn't even have awesome lightning. It rained harder than I can ever remember and it was very windy.



There was so much water spilling from the gutters I thought the roof was going to cave in. Large hail was hammering the windows. I thought the glass would shatter. To give you an idea of how scary it was, I'm normally the type of kid that loves sitting outside to watch thunderstorms. Today I was too scared to even watch the storm from my room.

I ventured outside afterwards. It looked like it had snowed broken ice cubes.

Check it out!

The Bureau of Meteorology warns that, at 1:55 pm, very dangerous thunderstorms were detected on weather radar near Gisborne and Melton. These thunderstorms are moving towards the southeast. Very dangerous thunderstorms are forecast to affect Footscray, St Albans, Sunbury and Werribee by 2:25 pm and Caulfield, Craigieburn, Glen Waverley, Greensborough, Melbourne City and Preston by 2:55 pm.





YAY!

I love the storms.

Sometimes it's just like...

AAAARGH AAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! Why this? =(

Hero Version 4

Sam is my Hero Version 4. If you read one of her past blog posts you will see the descriptions of Hero Version 1 (the Original Prototype), Hero Version 2 (the smaller, faster, technologically advanced model) and Hero Version 3 (the robust model for heavy duty work).

Sam is Hero Version 4, the robust but small, fast-acting, self-sacrificial model that acts with no hesitations, no fears and very little self-regard. Also she can open jars.

Here is what happened. A giant ugly hideous cockroach of doom came into my bedroom to ruin my life and complete my demise. I freaked. I tried to kill it. I failed. It ran UNDER MY BED! Whimpering like some puppy that has been beaten and nearly destroyed, I called out, "Sam, a cockroach is in my room."

Sam heard the call for a hero. With confident steps she strode into my room, lifted my bed like it was nothing, moved my bed around trying to find the evil giant thing, and then proceeded to pull my bed apart until she had found it and crushed it.

She even cleaned up afterwards.

And then she sprayed my bed with vast amounts of flyspray, even though she's allergic to it. The only contribution I made was to then spray suspect places such as the corners, window and doorway (so anything that crosses the threshold will die).

As a result of all the spray neither of us could stay near my room that night. I still haven't slept there. I need to sterilise all my belongings.

I hate cockroaches.