6 September 2011

Have you ever sat out at a picnic and been attacked by bugs? It happens every time for me. Every bug seems to like me, especially mosquitoes. I love being outside, and although I sometimes look like I have chicken pox, I think it's sometimes worth it.
Other times it seems like dealing with insects isn't worth the energy. This past summer I had a picnic in Fiji with some of my really good friends. We all sat down to eat, and were instantly attacked by ants! We all opted for standing and eating our sandwiches. My big question is, if bugs are 100 times more afraid of us than we are of them, then why are they attacking us?! I really want to know that. Is their desire for food THAT strong that they have to invade the picnic blankets to pick up crumbs? They could just wait until we're done.

Aside from the invasions and the kamikaze flights into our faces as we try to walk a beautiful nature trail, bugs can be funny and curious.
Tonight while doing math homework, I had a little green bug, no bigger than the size of the head of a pin, land on the edge of my notebook. It was so cute. He sat there for about 5 minutes watching me work problem after problem before flying away. Maybe not all bugs are bad, but I think that you shouldn't squish everyone you see just because they're invading your personal bubble. Maybe let them rest and watch them for a second or two, not every insect bites.