Just another post...

So, I haven't blogged in a while, mostly because I've been busy lately. I had a great homecoming, and I went to a very fun yet very scary homecoming party. I went over to a friend's house, did a small bit of paintballing, though it wasn't much, and then we were gonna go bowling, but we got confused by a sign that said no one under 17 or without an adult permitted on a door that led to the arcade room, so we just kind of left. After that, we went to Burger King, ate some food, and then we headed to Domino's for those who didn't want anything at Burger King or just wanted a pizza to begin with. Once all of the food part was done, we settled back down at the friend's house, and we watched the scariest movie ever (well, for me anyway). We watched Insidious, and I screamed the entire time. The worst part was this once scene when the demon appears behind the dad, totally unexpected, and I screamed for like 10 straight seconds. My whole body was shaking after I saw it, and it was hard for me to recover from it. 

After the movie was over we watched a few episodes of SpongeBob Squarepants to ease the pain that was created from Insidious. Then I went home and tried to sleep. That following Monday at school, the picture was temporarily burned into my mind. I was working on some FFA stuff, when my friend behind me showed me the picture from the scene that scared the shit out of me, and he kept trying to show me it. Eventually the image ended up on my computer, and then it got so bad that I just left for a while and needed to be alone for a while. It got bad. Then one of my friends gave me a few hugs, and I settled down a little. At least now everyone has pretty much forgotten about that. 

This past Saturday, I went to the Hartford Jaycees haunted house, and I got the bajeebies scared out of me. In the beginning, when we walked through the trail/woods area, a guy with the sound of a chainsaw popped out at us and scared the fucking shit out of me. I literally jumped like 3 feet into the air, and all of my friends who saw me jump said I jumped "higher than a black man". Though, I feel like I jumped higher when we got back outside from the house after I jumped over the stairs than when I heard the chainsaw... but whatever. Anyway, it was fun, but again, I got really scared. I think the one thing that scares me the most about haunted houses is the anticipation of it all before it happens. I don't know what the hell to expect, and my nerves always really over-work me and kind of make me a little miserable. I get really shaky and can't sit very still. And then my friends laugh at me. :P Oh well. 

That's about all I have for now, can't really type much more before my hands get cramped up from so much typing. On to homework and other stuff. :\