Friday, November 14, 2008

Paranoid

I've got a couple irrational fears.
(did I blog about this already? I feel like I did.)
If you didn't know, irrational is like, you don't have any reason to be scared of it. Like if you're scared of heights, that's a rational fear because if you fall, you will die. An irrational fear would be like, scared of leafs. What would a leaf ever do to you? Land on your head? So anyway, here are all of my irrational fears:

1) The Dark. I'm sure a lot of people are scared of the dark, but it might be a bit different for me. I'm not really scared of the absence of light as much as I'm scared of what I imagine to be in the dark. If I'm with friends that lessens the fear a bit, but I'm just paranoid that there's something there.

2) Statues. Yes. Statues. I don't know why, but I will NOT get within six feet of one. They just scare the crap out of me. Man, woman, animal statues, they're all scary. Statues of men are the most scary, followed by women, large animals, children, and small animals. At mission trails, the nature park near my house, they've got a statue of a rat. I'm not really scared of it, but I get kind of unsettled. I'm just... terrified they're going to move. Even if it DID move, I doubt it would be out to kill me or whatever, but I just can't stand getting near them. If you ever lock me in a room with statues... (especially ones made of metal, those are the worst) that would be my worst nightmare. Actually, no. My worst nightmare is an abandoned hallway with lots of turns that's very dimly lit, enough so I can see my way around but dark enough to where I couldn't see anyone else. The lights flicker and go out every once in awhile. All the doors are locked so I can't get out, and there's just... statues everywhere. Metal statues, of various men. All at least one head taller than me. And um, I guess just to make it more creepy, weird noises coming from everywhere. Like creaks and stuff.

3) Losing my things. I'm constantly paranoid that I've left something somewhere, or it's going to fall out of my pocket, whatever. I don't know, it could be something easily replaceable, but I try really really hard to keep track of all my things while I'm out and about. I'm terrified of losing them, even though they're just... stuff.

4) Other people, near heights.

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That is my nightmare.
I'm a bit nervous myself near them.
But other people, it's just like....
"HOLYCRAPGETAWAYYOUREGONNAFALL"
something like that.

1 comment:

brian c. berry said...

this post is funny. it makes me laugh. I'm scared of the stuff that might lurk in the dark when i backpack in the middle of no where. I used to be scared of dark hallways as a kid. Now I'm scared of losing my voice. And for some weird reason, I'd be ok with sitting on that rock in the picture, but watching that guy sit there makes my hair stand up on end.

I'm also now trying hard to resit all urges to have statues added to various places around journey's campus- especially in the dark halls upstairs, just for fun for you. Oh... and hidden cameras as well so I can watch from my office.

One side note though, whenever we've done the silohette figures in Encounter and I've had to set them up in the high school room on Sunday mornings when no one's around.. yeah. They scared me at least once every week when I'd forget they were there as I came around the corner.

Oh.. and you need to ask Nicholai about how he and Andrew were scared little girls too afraid to go outside to discover who was toilet papering my house while he was house sitting this summer. It's a funny story too.