There was a bee in my apt. IT WAS HUGE.
Seriously. it was like THIS ______________________ LONG.
i called my mom to freak out and talk me through killing it
But it went into my light and wouldn't come out! And it was huge! and i HATE bees!So she was like, "do you want me to come out there?"
So i was like, "YES"
I wouldn't have asked. But she offered!
So my mommy came out and killed the giant mutated killer bee for me 
While i hid in the bathroom.
Seriously, i was writing a paper. I moved my laptop and notes into the bathroom and waited for her.
On one hand, i feel like i am giving girls a bad name. On the other my mother with no fear fried the thing
She has some kind of electric flyswatter.
I'M TRAUMATIZED.
I was enjoying some Doctor Who, writing about 12 Angry Men, when out of no where it flew over my head.
I paid my mother in cake 