Phobias
What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
What gives you the heebie-jeebies?
It's a bit strong to call this a phobia, but for me it's the thought of biting into a dry flannel. I've no idea why I'd ever want to or even get the opportunity to do so, seeing as I don't own one, but it makes my teeth hurt to think about it. *ewww*
Tell us what innocent things make you go pale, wobbly and send shivers down your spine.
( , Thu 10 Apr 2008, 13:34)
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Heights.
Heights are one, I don't mind been up there but put me anywhere near the edge and I totally freeze and hold on tight to the nearest thing regardless of any protection in the form of a fence, window etc...
Once we were on holiday in Toronto, Canada. Theres something like the world 4th biggest tower or something like that there so of course my dad wants to go up top. Git.
So of we trudge, elevators, stairs, the lot and we get near the top. Big open space so people can go "ooooh aren't we high!" and the like. (yes we are, now stop making me think about it)
Im happily hugging the central wall, peering out the windows and making sure I don't get to close when my younger brother comes and tells me theres something I need to see. Ok I think, cant be too bad and follow him, trusting sap I am.
Leads me round the bend to see... a glass floor, a fucking giant glass floor. I freeze, I get curious, I edge towards it and actually lie on my front so as my weight is spread across the non glass floor (the tower floor is less likely to fall through then you see, so ill live!) and I peer down. Down, down, down, down, down...
"Shitfuckcock!" I start to shake and get up slowly.
My little fucker of a brother pushes me fowards, into the center of the thing...
Took about 10 minutes to get me to walk of the thing, reasoning being - hey sure, its meant to be able to hold a rhino but WHAT IF THERES A FAULT?!
Also I used to be scared of spiders, but I got a pet tarantula to get over it (worked, she's called Fluffy aaaawwww)
Oh and been the center of attention were I feel like I am been judged, so acting, public speaking, dancing and the like mainly. I once started shaking and randomly crying when I was told to read from my essay in school once...
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 21:39, 2 replies)
Heights are one, I don't mind been up there but put me anywhere near the edge and I totally freeze and hold on tight to the nearest thing regardless of any protection in the form of a fence, window etc...
Once we were on holiday in Toronto, Canada. Theres something like the world 4th biggest tower or something like that there so of course my dad wants to go up top. Git.
So of we trudge, elevators, stairs, the lot and we get near the top. Big open space so people can go "ooooh aren't we high!" and the like. (yes we are, now stop making me think about it)
Im happily hugging the central wall, peering out the windows and making sure I don't get to close when my younger brother comes and tells me theres something I need to see. Ok I think, cant be too bad and follow him, trusting sap I am.
Leads me round the bend to see... a glass floor, a fucking giant glass floor. I freeze, I get curious, I edge towards it and actually lie on my front so as my weight is spread across the non glass floor (the tower floor is less likely to fall through then you see, so ill live!) and I peer down. Down, down, down, down, down...
"Shitfuckcock!" I start to shake and get up slowly.
My little fucker of a brother pushes me fowards, into the center of the thing...
Took about 10 minutes to get me to walk of the thing, reasoning being - hey sure, its meant to be able to hold a rhino but WHAT IF THERES A FAULT?!
Also I used to be scared of spiders, but I got a pet tarantula to get over it (worked, she's called Fluffy aaaawwww)
Oh and been the center of attention were I feel like I am been judged, so acting, public speaking, dancing and the like mainly. I once started shaking and randomly crying when I was told to read from my essay in school once...
( , Mon 14 Apr 2008, 21:39, 2 replies)
I jumped on it.
When I was there. People actually screamed. Freaks.
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 10:07, closed)
When I was there. People actually screamed. Freaks.
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 10:07, closed)
If you'd have done that while I was on it....
Id have probably screamed and shit myself :(
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 13:05, closed)
Id have probably screamed and shit myself :(
( , Tue 15 Apr 2008, 13:05, closed)
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