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| quote: | Originally posted by occrider
I like scary movies but they really scare the crap out of me, especially in a theater ... in other words, I'm a big wuss, but not such a wuss that I'll close my eyes. What I find myself doing during the buildup to the scary parts is that, in order to diminish the scariness, I will typically close one eye or squint really really hard. I find that by doing these foolish things, I'm self concious of the fact that I probably look like an idiot which helps to "get out of it" and remove myself from the moment so to speak. Thus I'm able to actually watch the scary parts though I'm usually punctuated with violent jerking movements at the crescendo.
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Don't know if you intended this description to be funny, but it cracked me up.
Actually, I'm also a fan of scary movies, and my technique for getting through the scary parts is to raise my hand to just about three or four inches from my face, blocking out the part of the screen where I expect the scary thing to show up. What normally happens is that I am so absorbed in the plot that curiosity gets the better of me, and I start spreading my fingers to get small glimpses of the action. As most scary movies offer very long buildup, when the crescendo finally comes, I've usually lowered my hand entirely, thus having made sure to look like an idiot, but without any real benefit of my hand shield.
| quote: | Originally posted by DrUg_Tit0
I sometimes intentionally do that when I'm far away from home and have to walk all the way back. Then the journey isn't as boring |
So you say that you'd rather be in a state of terror than be bored? If that's a preference shared by people around you, I can start to understand why you kept fighting in the 90s.
| quote: | Originally posted by Itarillë
i'm usually in here reading all the threads on this forum, but i'm extremely afraid of expressing my opinions out of fear of being flamed... the root of this fear comes from my lifelong fear of being stupid... |
Well, if you get some fun from reading, then I guess it's not stupid to keep doing so.
As to your fear of being flamed, I don't think that we do that a lot in here - at least not if all you're doing is expressing your *opinion*. My experience is, that it's when people confuse beliefs with facts that things get hot...
| quote: | Originally posted by TranceGiant
I often find myself talking to myself, epsecially when I comment things I'm watching on TV. |
So, you're still reading - just not posting much? Anyway, I do the talking to myself too - mostly when commenting ridiculous things on TV, and when I have fucked something up. Then I scold myself. Probably not healthy for my sanity, but what can you do.
| quote: | Originally posted by TranceGiant
Last but not least, THE least rational behavior I'm currently observing: I start accepting Hip Hop / RnB as appropiate party music. Then again it might be the vodka red bull's fault. |
And we have a winner. Disgusting.
| quote: | Originally posted by Dervish
I don't like looking right over the side of high buildings.
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Sharing this one as well - same goes for being close to the water's edge at a dock and the tracks at a train station when a train is approaching. If there's some kind of fence between me and the abyss I don't feel afraid, though. Somehow I must be fearing some unconscious dead wish taking over my mind or someone pushing me.
| quote: | Originally posted by NeoPhono
I shave my legs. |
Don't you get confused comments on this during summer?
Due to the talk on phobias, I came to think of what is probably affecting me the most: I loathe plastic buttons. I've never been able to stand those ugly bastards. I've further found that clothes, which once had buttons attached to them, retains a flair of repulsiveness after they have been removed.
When I'm talking to someone, it can make a world of difference to me whether they are wearing a shirt or polo shirt, rather than a simple t-shirt, and I cannot help letting that affect my sympathies towards the poor person wearing the offending garment. I'm pretty sure I have never been intimate with a girl wearing a shirt, for instance. I think I'm confusing the hell out of people, sometimes being friendly, and other times reserved or even slightly hostile. I guess few people make the connection between my mood and their attire.
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