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December 2, 2011

House of Horrors

Alright so one of my roommates, the creepy one to be exact, lives on the second floor of our house. Now one thing that I don’t understand is that his room has no blinds. It has two windows but no blinds whatsoever. His windows overlook our street, so every time I pull up the driveway, he has a clear line of sight to it. Now his room is always dark so what’s unsettling is that although he may see you in the driveway you probably won’t see him. It’ll be midday and the room will be dark. It’ll be midnight and the room will be dark, considering he sleeps. But for some reason, some gut wrenching reason I don’t think that sleep is something that my roommate does.

Once I came back home really late at night. I was expecting that everybody was asleep so I tried entering the house really quietly. (Just trying to keep in mind of the others that may be asleep, something that many people don’t really care about these days) I entered a pitch black house, so to fix that I took out my flashlight that I just happened to have. Well the next thing I saw nearly gave me a heart attack that only 3 Big Macs and 2 Hangover burgers in one sitting while being administered root beer into the bloodstream via IV can deliver.

My roommate was just sitting there in the living room in the dark and when I saw him, he whispered “~Hi, Simon…”. This was not too long after watching Paranormal Activity 3, so I was still a little jumpy at the things that go ‘bump’ in the dark. Actually I was more than jumpy, I practically saw the light at the end of the tunnel. And I haven’t even traveled the world to find my true love yet…But whatever, I just gave a quick ‘what’s up’ and went straight to my room and locked the door. Because of this and many other similar incidents I feel as if my life may be in more danger here in this home than any other place that I’ve ever been. I’m pretty sure that if I rolled around in chum and jumped into a tank of water with 7 Great Whites I would be at less risk than living in this house. Haha, prob not.

But anyways, going off topic here. So my roommate has no blinds on his windows. And I saw this picture one day and lord would I give anything to be able to do this.

I don’t know…I just thought that that would be hilarious. I just need the time. And the snow. Gotta fight back if I want to survive in this house of horrors ya know?

October 22, 2011


So I have to say that Autumn is my favorite time of the year. The trees change color and there is nothing more satisfactory than stepping on a pile of fallen leaves and savoring the following crunch. Mmmm, delicious. Fall also means that Halloween is around the corner. The one time of year where I still sleep with a teddy bear and with the lights on. Sometimes, even an adult diaper. Haha, just kidding about the whole ‘lights on’ thing. The main reason being that there are so many scary movies out this time of year.


Speaking of scary movies…I was able to see Paranormal Activity 3 on it’s midnight release with a bunch of friends. That was definitely a good way of saying goodbye to sleep for that night. I mean there have been scarier movies, but the level of tension in that theatre was so high that the Golden Gate bridge could’ve been suspended by it. So one person would scream, then another, then another. It’s not that the part was super scary, but it was just practically a minefield of screams. People were basically just screaming because other people started screaming. But this chain reaction would happen so fast, I didn’t even have a chance to think about what just happened. So I screamed too. Joined in with the crowd. I wasn’t scared of the movie per se (I mean it was still scary as dogpoo), but just the bloodcurdling scream of the ‘supposedly’ macho dude sitting on the one side of me was enough to kill someone’s soul. So that’s basically how the whole movie went. The whole time spent anticipating the scary parts (because you can always tell when they’re coming), and the impending banshee scream from the guy next to me.

But, the real scary part is always after the movie. When the plot has a chance to sink in and you think about what just happened. I felt that I was never going to make it home that night. Either someone would kill me on the way to my car, or kill me in my car on the drive home, or kill me from my car to my front door. The tension was always there that I was never going to make it home. But I did, and I slept with all of my clothes on, kept the light on, put some music in the background, and slept on my back, so that I could see my room in its entirety just in case…But happy to say, I’m still here. Which sadly means that I still have homework to do…

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