Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts
Showing posts with label imagination. Show all posts

Monday, September 12, 2011

I like to pee on my boyfriend

I have an extremely overactive imagination or maybe because it was so close 9/11 when we took our flight into Orlando, but whenever i do anything i always think of the worst possible scenario.

At any moment someone is going to attack, so naturally i have to go into survival mode and think of what to do to defend myself, right? Does anyone else do this? Or is it just me?

When we were sitting on the airplane, there was a creepy man sitting next to us and he kept texting someone. Even after they informed all passengers to shut off cell phones, he was still texting away. I kept trying to glance over to get a peek at what was so important, but I'm not that sneaky and he would have noticed and thought i was being a creeper.

For all i know, he probably didn't understand English and wasn't aware that he shouldn't have been texting in flight.

Of course, my mind goes wild with all these outrageous, or not so outrageous thoughts. What if he is using it to detonate a bomb?

Now he's reaching into his pocket. What if he's going to pull out some sharp object and slit my throat open the first chance he gets? I immediately think of ways to keep myself and others alive. I think of how i have tweezers in my purse, those are sharp enough to jab in his eye if he starts to come at me right? If i force it through hard enough? It will at least give me time for a quick getaway, or enough time to kick him in the balls and let someone else bigger and stronger than I take over the beating phases of the trip.

Maybe i might have added a few kicks in here and there.

Now you imagine the mental images running through my head as I'm plotting my survival, what i would do if he decided to take over the plane. I'm to young to die, plus I'm scared to death of death. I will do anything to survive, and if I'm going down I'm not going down without a fight!

This also didn't help the fact that we actually flew back home on 9/11. At least there weren't any creepy men sitting next to us on the plane. In fact, we had a whole row to ourselves so it was wonderful.

I do this in every day life as well, if I'm coming home at night i always wonder if some strange man is going to run out of the woods and attack me. My solution, place my key in between my pointer and middle fingers, tighten my fist and be ready to throw a hard punch to the eyeball when the attacker comes.

Yes, my solutions are always to first go for the eyes. Especially since i never have anything practical for self defense handy. So i just make up shit in my head that i think would work as if i were a Charlies Angel who could make a weapon out of a stick.

If i had a stick, I would sure as hell try.

Well on that note, my boyfriend was holding me earlier and asked what i was doing, and as he was holding me I told him i was peeing.

What i meant to say, was that i had peed. Not that i was peeing at the very moment he was holding me. I decided i would share that with you because i couldn't stop laughing hard enough to correct myself as he was staring at me with disgust.

Now i will share some pictures from our trip to Orlando. Enjoy!

New stand prop at universal

Sues Landing

Waiting in line for the mummy ride

Toon Lagoon
Universal Studios
Finally arrived at Harry Potter! :-)
Cool picture i took in the greenhouse
Hogsmead Village
Hogwarts Castle
Hogwarts Express
Awesome lightning cloud when we were taking off. This one is no lightning
This one is with the lightning. Cool huh? I wish my camera was good
enough to get the actual lightning strike.
Above the clouds
Finally arrived, home sweet home. <3

p.s. don't forget to check out my new about me page! <3 There is a pretty sweet video!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Are you afraid of the dark?

Okay. So i know I'm not 5 years old anymore, but having an overactive imagination at a young age seems to still effect me today.

Ill be 24 in 12 days and i can admit when i have a problem.

I'm still afraid of the dark.

I know...lame right? I'm sure im not the only adult who is still afraid of what they cant see, and thats exactly what it is for me. How do i know there isnt some scary serial murderer lurking in the dark corners of a room when i enter it?? I dont! There are some crazy mother fuckers out there! Not to mention the Alligators under the bed....

Your Reaction: Did she just say Alligators?


Yes, you read correctly. ALLIGATORS! Fuck the monster hiding in my small closet, there are Alligators under my bed and i will NOT let them get me!

Some dumb kid in my class while was in elementary school decided to tell me how Alligators can reach speeds up to 20 miles per hour in a straight line..only for a short distance, but I'm no runner. I would die once i reached a speed of 2 miles per hour! (okay...maybe thats an exaggeration...but you pick up what I'm throwin down right?)

Then in the same week some movie came out on the Disney Channel or Nickelodeon or whatever. I cant remember the name of it, but it was a movie about this kid who gets pulled under his/her bed and into this monster land of lost things. I could have the plot completely wrong. but i only watched it once, because ever since then ive been afraid not only of the Alligator under my bed thats going to chase me down for dinner but his crazy monster friend who is going to pull me by my feet and underneath the bed so they can share! Monsters and Alligators that live under your bed prefer woman the most...you didnt know??? Well you do now!

Want to know what I do to prevent that from happening??

Always have a blanket covering my whole body. Its my magical shield..as long as my feet are under the blanket nothing can pull me into the black hole that is underneath my bed and as long as I don't get out to close to the edge the Alligator wont even realize im there! You learn sneaky tricks around them after years of the chase!

And have i mentioned the Ghosts?? Yup..as soon as the lights go out im convinced every little noise i hear is a ghost about to rip my face off. And if you cant see them how can you defend yourself from them??

My solution...Turn the TV on. If i cant hear the noises going on in the dark over the sound of my television...then they don't exist!

Like i said..dont judge...this is just the result of a child with an overactive imagination continuing onto adulthood. This is why I have trouble sleeping at night. Almost 24 years old...scared of Alligators and monsters under my bed, and ghosts in the dark.

Please dont turn out the lights if im by myself...or at least hold my hand if your going to put me through that torture!