modern warfare

last night i was loading the rest of my junk stuff into my room and i noticed that a massive wasp had made its way into my room. i was unhappy. so i decided to ignore it and try to work. i was focusing on trying to turn on the tv and all of a sudden the wasp tries to dive-bomb me. it obviously was not smart enough to make it into wasp harvard or even wasp state school because it totally missed me and ended up dive-bombing the end of my bed. :/ at this point i left my room (ok, so it was obviously smarter than me because its tactic worked....) and i was clutching my tv remotes and the tv was still off . at this point i was really starting to regret leaving my ant/roach/wasp spray behind at the apartment and tried to formulate a plan to get rid of this wasp that was now on the ceiling...making the job more difficult. i watched from a safe distance (behind my door) and waited for a time to make some sort of a move. when all at once the wasp fell or dive-bombed again and landed on the ledge of my window. i had to act fast now. i dropped the remotes and picked up my (ah-mazing!) john frieda anti-moisture hairspray (super hold!) and grabbed my cd case of cds and ran to the window. i hit the window (not lifting the blind) numerous times with the cd case and the wasp was now getting a bit agitated...so i sprayed it with hairspray and hit some more...until he landed on the upper part of the window sill ( the part where you lock the window) and i then went a bit crazy with the spray....it was like a blind rage and a steady stream of hairspray bullets were being fired until there was no longer movement from the wasp. i was convinced he was just playing dead and was going to wait until i had my back turned and my defenses were down and then he would dive-bomb again with more accuracy since i had declared war. i kept checking the window throughout the evening to make sure he was still there...and he was every time i checked. later i was getting ready to go to bed and i knew i wouldn't be able to sleep with the wasp still up there (my bed is right under the window), so i grabbed a cup out of a bag that beck gave me to take to school and a paper towel to scoot the wasp into the cup to flush. well...the john frieda did its job and the wasp was not moving with just a gentle push from a paper towel. so i got a nail file and had to kinda loosen him from the window. once he was loose, i pushed him into the cup and then i heard him start buzzing--he wasn't dead, just frozen by all the hairspray! i quickly made my way to the bathroom with my buzzing cup o' wasp and flushed the sucker down the toilet. i was nervous to go to the bathroom after that...i was pretty sure he was hanging out under the toilet seat for the next time i had to go...so before i went later that evening, i made sure to pick up the seat to check...he was not there. victory was (and is) mine.