Happy Haloween... Options

[Soulseeker3.0]

Well, yeah in America it is today with all the candy and fun stuff! Have fun and don't scare to many little kiddies

[Kindred Spirit]

and that horror movie test didn't work, it said I would not survive because I wouldn't pick up the knife for the first question....

I know what I would do. Get the hell out of there. Or ignore the sound, if it was in my current home, where loud sounds are normal. Of course, nobody is going to sneak into my home without me knowing. I have a German Shepard Husky. He barks at everything, so I know everytime there is anyone anywhere near my home.

The test wasn't supposed to be serious, it was just a joke. I wouldn't necesarily survive a horror movie, although I have a better chance than most, since I am not one of those retarded people horror movies seem to rely on. (Hey, there's blood dripping down the wall! Let's go check it out!)

I'm not much for many horror movies, they tend to be cliched, boring, and storyless. My little brother, on the other hand, loves them, and has been watching scary movies since he was like like seven, although he claims he was four when he started watching them, and he might be right. He loves the blood and gore dripping down everything. He's easily impressed by special effects.

I have seen Freddy vs. Jason. It was while I was on a family vacation to Tenesee. I was watching with my twelve year old cousin, and she covered my eyes whenever a "disgusting" part came on. She had no problem with me watching the mindless slaughter scenes, but didn't want me to see the mindless sex scenes, apparently. She forgot that I am older than her, and I was in charge, but I didn't mind. I was zoning out the whole time, wasn't really watching. I managed to fall alseep about a dozen times, just before a round of yelling started. When the movie was over, I didn't go to sleep that night. I couldn't. I kept on seeing seeing Jason's reflection in the mirrors, and my mind was so numb that rows of little Freddies were dancing in front of my eyes. I finally got to sleep around sunup, and was the first one awake later. (I never need much sleep. I'm physically incapable of sleeping more than six hours straight, and I usually do fine on four. Any less, and I make it up later.)

I am fairly hard to scare. I won't say impossible, because I can be frightened, but I usually don't get too tired. I do have an overactive imagination sometimes, so when I'm reading or watching something scary, and I see a mirror in my periphial vision, I think it's something else.

After reading Steven King's book, It, I was walking to get a drink, and I saw something out of the corner of my eye, looking like a clown's head. I knew my habit of seeing things that weren't there when I was reading scary books, so I assumed it was a mirror with my reflection in it. When I went back, there was no mirror. I bet you can guess how much sleep I got that night.

I don't watch many movies, so I rarely have problems.

[Soulseeker3.0]

The test wasn't supposed to be serious, it was just a joke. I wouldn't necesarily survive a horror movie, although I have a better chance than most, since I am not one of those retarded people horror movies seem to rely on. (Hey, there's blood dripping down the wall! Let's go check it out!)

I think that most "normal" people would survive a horror movie becase noone is that stupid. I mean they have to be in the movie to make it scary...