Fear and TVtropes
Jun. 25th, 2008 01:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, uh, I spent a couple hours reading through a goodly chunk of tvtropes' 'Nightmare Fuel' sections. And then realized that it was getting on towards midnight, and I needed to go to bed.
(You must, of course, understand that the sorcyress is a *terrific* wuss --I spook *so* easily. When I've been doing something like this to myself, I check my room for monsters. I've never quite figured out what exactly I'd do if there *was* an axe wielding madman just standing behind my door. Scream?)
(Oh god, I am freaking myself out more, this is bad)
SO! I'm in full blown "Gee, the house is almost empty, and mum's off to bed soon, and if I don't distract myself, I will not be able to walk up the steps and down the hallway to my room, because I am a tremendous pussy.1" So I do the only logical thing, and decide to distract myself, with more tvtropes, because they're there.
Reccomendation? Reading the entirety of the "tearjerker's" catagory WILL distract you quite thoroughly. However, never do it. It is...sad, to say the least.
((On the plus side, it is incredibly refreshing to be crying for something more than just "blah emo my life is so shit". Crying for death and people and life and sadness and no good reason at all...it feels different. More melancholic. A little more childish, perhaps, or a little more sophisticated.))
Soyeah, if I get killed by the axe wielding rapist, I'll miss you all. I'm going to try to dig up something funny to read, to really distract myself. Where's my copy of "Napalm and Silly Putt....oh. Yeah. Right.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I'm a tremendous pussy, but like my heavy streak of emo, I can usually mock myself into pretending I'm not. Hyde's really good for this --he's long since lost the status of 'epitome of all the evil in my soul' (which probably frustrates him) and when I'm spooked, he tends to try to spook me more, which usually just points out to me how absurd I'm being. (Trust me Kat. In the time it takes you to walk to the bathroom, and pee, no axe-rapists are going to sneak into your room. Also, they can't hide in the closet, they won't *fit*)
Uhmyeah. Sorcy = the dorkiness. Ta!
(You must, of course, understand that the sorcyress is a *terrific* wuss --I spook *so* easily. When I've been doing something like this to myself, I check my room for monsters. I've never quite figured out what exactly I'd do if there *was* an axe wielding madman just standing behind my door. Scream?)
(Oh god, I am freaking myself out more, this is bad)
SO! I'm in full blown "Gee, the house is almost empty, and mum's off to bed soon, and if I don't distract myself, I will not be able to walk up the steps and down the hallway to my room, because I am a tremendous pussy.1" So I do the only logical thing, and decide to distract myself, with more tvtropes, because they're there.
Reccomendation? Reading the entirety of the "tearjerker's" catagory WILL distract you quite thoroughly. However, never do it. It is...sad, to say the least.
((On the plus side, it is incredibly refreshing to be crying for something more than just "blah emo my life is so shit". Crying for death and people and life and sadness and no good reason at all...it feels different. More melancholic. A little more childish, perhaps, or a little more sophisticated.))
Soyeah, if I get killed by the axe wielding rapist, I'll miss you all. I'm going to try to dig up something funny to read, to really distract myself. Where's my copy of "Napalm and Silly Putt....oh. Yeah. Right.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I'm a tremendous pussy, but like my heavy streak of emo, I can usually mock myself into pretending I'm not. Hyde's really good for this --he's long since lost the status of 'epitome of all the evil in my soul' (which probably frustrates him) and when I'm spooked, he tends to try to spook me more, which usually just points out to me how absurd I'm being. (Trust me Kat. In the time it takes you to walk to the bathroom, and pee, no axe-rapists are going to sneak into your room. Also, they can't hide in the closet, they won't *fit*)
Uhmyeah. Sorcy = the dorkiness. Ta!
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on 2008-06-25 06:12 am (UTC)<3<3<3
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on 2008-06-25 06:51 pm (UTC)(Oh god, I am freaking myself out more, this is bad)
Hahaha, I sympathize so much. Every time I would start a new night security job, I would start imagining all the scary things that could happen. Then, to try to calm myself down, I would think of ways to deal with them. (Where to hide? Where to run?) Which just scared me even more.