The "Who" in Who Cares

Took off the template, it got a little old, gotta move on...

This entry is brought to you by the computer of the Estacio family in Novaliches. Just got back from Buko Pie Republic and I feel the pressure. Can you say "LIbrary Research due on Tuesday?" It has become an entirely different situation. Enough about that.

So I stayed in the dorm last night with only one of my roommates. It was a friday so the place was almost empty, save for those who live in the provinces, who call that place their second home (or boat, if you see our room.*SIDENOTE*- if you think about it, the insides of our dormitory do look like a room inside Super Ferry, but without the on-board simming pool, the karaoke and bodies of water surrounding it. But if you look at the dorm from the outside, it looks like an abandoned hospital in the middle of nowhere).Anyways, it was already pass my bedtime (10:30, no really) but i decided to watch a DVD just to pass the time. It was my first time to watch "the Grudge" (the original, not the rip-off) and was it something. At this point, this is gonna get a little too detailed, so leave if you feel that what your reading is a waste of time and purpose. Thank you.

Imagine, you're in a dark room, with available light coming from the lamp post, and the weather was windy. My other roommate was already asleep and I was there, all alone. I wasn't typically a scaredy-cat (you should see my reactions when i see a scary movie, it ain't typical), but from the beginning til the end, except for the light moments, i was clutching my blanket as if to strangle it.but i didn't hide under it. i just held it to have a grip on something. not even reaching the half part of it, i was already scaring myself. a pile of cans just crashed, near our door, making my skin crawl for a sec. the wind outside was making stuff move around , which made me scan the place while watching. And just when you thought it wouldn't get any creepier, my other roommates came. two of them, to be precise. Spoilers. I thought they already went home. I thought wrong.At least they didn't bother to watch with me. the general feeling of fear was gone, but i did finish the movie, even if the lights were on and that they were chatting up a great deal of noise.one really has to time this stuff.

but i was impressed when i watched it. generaly, scary flicks don't really make an impression on me. but that one can be somewhat memorable. a really freaky part of the film was when the kid kept poping around the place, really shitty freaky. it just goes to show you that its not about the blood or the gore that makes one movie scary. its all about bending the minds of the viewers, psyching them out if you will. a movie is scary if it affects your mind.

Fear is like a drug. we dont know why we watch horror films when we know that they would scare the begeebers out of us. but to get that tingling feeling behind our necks is like taking in some uppers and downers, which usually last only at that moment. fear is healthy, if one thinks about it. we should always get our dose of screams every once and a while...