My mom has always been into scary flicks. And ever since I was a kid of about 8, I’d sneak out from my room and, on the sly, watch with her her weekly fare of horror TV. There was Fright Night every, well, Fridays, and Wednesday Shocker every, yah, guess when. These were programs showing different features or flicks, they were more like a compilation than a TV series, much like how Twilight Zone compiles tales from the Land of Weird. Apart from that, there were the actual horror films shown on TV.
Needless to say, I’ve acquired some level of immunity to the cinematic genre that is the horror flick. Vampires, especially when they evolved from the days of Christopher Lee to those of Underworld, Queen of the Damned, and the rest of their ilk, became less of blood suckers and more of fashion mavens of the Alexander McQueen-esque haute goth school of style. If someone asked me to watch a vampire flick these days, I wouldn’t be watching a horror flick as much as a 2-hour music video pretending to have a plot.
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I don’t want to write about the real things I’m scared of (sickness, being buried alive, etc.), because I so don’t want to attract negative vibes. So allow me to present a rundown of the things that I am unreasonably afraid of:
1. The mighty ipis!
Hands-down, this tops the list of things that freak me out. I’m not really afraid of mice (I’m not really fond of them either, but then, who is?) or frogs or even snakes. But roaches? *shudder* I am especially afraid of the flying kind! But even the crawlers are enough to reduce me to a squealing pansy. Joe’s Apartment is my worst nightmare—I can’t even bring myself to watch that movie because my mind plays tricks on me and I start imagining the creatures crawling all over me. Eyew! Eyew! Eyew!
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Instead of writing about what things scare me with their mere possibility of happening (losing loved ones, getting eaten by a zombie, etc.) I’ve decided to write about my scary experiences. Real events that made me feel chills up my spine and sent me into a panic. Read on and be afraid. Be very afraid…
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To procrastinate is a practice that always haunts me. Every time I surrender to this temptation, without a doubt, those sleepless nights and dark eye circles would go on warring mode. The mind torture is worse than a nagging mother or lover, and so are the dreadful tossing and turning in bed due to realizing that I should have done it sooner. The big and capital “L” flashing on my forehead is a dreadful sign of guilt.
I believe we live in borrowed time and must take every opportunity to make the most of it. It is important that we be diligent with our responsibilities and act on our duties to achieve a sound personality.
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10 THINGS THAT SCARE ME THE MOST:
1. Cancer.
It runs in my family. I’ve seen the effects on friends. I eat healthy, exercise regularly, try to avoid toxic people and situations, I strive to be happy, resolve all emotional issues, not take things personally, and live in the moment. But you never know. It’s really scary. Plus, I dislike most doctors, who have terrible bedside manners, keep you waiting forever, rush you like their meter’s ticking, and hate it when you so much as ask a question or bring up something that you’ve read. Especially if you’re under a medical plan. Nine times out of ten, they’ll say “Stress lang ’yan.” Well I could have told them that. So I avoid them like the plague. I really should see a doctor soon.
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