When were you last really scared?
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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In 2005 I went to Buenos Aires for 4 months to learn Spanish. I'd been saving up for ages as I need Spanish for what I'm currently doing (studying Argentine history). I lived in a student hostel with 2 american guys and as I'd only been there for a few days and didnt really speak spanish they showed me around etc.
One day they suggested we go to the Plaza de Mayo (where the Casa Rosada government palace is) and watch the rallies and speeches that were going to be performed for the independence day celebrations (25the May). Ok, fair enough.
We went down on the underground, and walked around a bit, before stopping in front of an agitated man standing on a stage given an impassioned speech. The crowd was pretty ugly looking and was shouting and screaming along with the speaker. I listened for a bit and then it dawned on me what the guy was saying: an impassioned and violent speech advocating death to all British people and the military take over of the Malvinas/Falklands. I shat myself. Here I am, in the middle of a potential lynch mob who would, if they found out where I was from, be incited to do nasty things to me.
Whoops.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 15:52, Reply)
In 2005 I went to Buenos Aires for 4 months to learn Spanish. I'd been saving up for ages as I need Spanish for what I'm currently doing (studying Argentine history). I lived in a student hostel with 2 american guys and as I'd only been there for a few days and didnt really speak spanish they showed me around etc.
One day they suggested we go to the Plaza de Mayo (where the Casa Rosada government palace is) and watch the rallies and speeches that were going to be performed for the independence day celebrations (25the May). Ok, fair enough.
We went down on the underground, and walked around a bit, before stopping in front of an agitated man standing on a stage given an impassioned speech. The crowd was pretty ugly looking and was shouting and screaming along with the speaker. I listened for a bit and then it dawned on me what the guy was saying: an impassioned and violent speech advocating death to all British people and the military take over of the Malvinas/Falklands. I shat myself. Here I am, in the middle of a potential lynch mob who would, if they found out where I was from, be incited to do nasty things to me.
Whoops.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 15:52, Reply)
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