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Friday, November 25, 2005

I am so mad, I could fizzle up! I was typing an entry 2 days ago, and then the comp lagged when I published post. When I tried recovering post, and then publishing it, it lagged again! And it wouldn't let me copy it! So I spent so long typing that thing and now its all wasted effort! Grr... I don't feel like going swimming tomorrow actually. Its because of my brother, he likes to go under water and duck me(as in pull my leg so I can't swim and he anchors me down) which is DEAD dangerous, I know. But he refuses to stop. I can drown you know. He already made me drink the water in there twice and choke like more than twice. Just because he has silver and I don't even have a bronze he thinks he has the rights to do EVERYTHING in the pool. When there was a dead centipede at the Jacuzzi area, he pretended to take it and chased me around the pool. I have a PHOBIA of insects. PHOBIA, worse than fear. If you're in Cedar, its just like that EL E.O.Y. story we were given. It feels EXACTLY like it. I wish someone would empatize. Many people have a fear, but I have phobia, which I am so sure of. Because when I see one(or even something that looks like one), my hairs stand on end, a chill runs down my spine(really), I get this heart dropping feeling you get when a roller coaster suddenly swoops down, and it feels as if the insects crawling on ME. I want to have a diagnosis done, but my mum refuses to have one done for me. Its so extreme, I won't even take chances. Once, my idiotic brother(again) found this dirty non-sticky, stuck-together piece of scotchtape, he told me it was a butterfly(I'm afraid of butterflies too), and he took this box and pressed down on it. Then he took it and threw it at me and I SCREAMED(which is my natural reaction) and ran into the kitchen toilet. My brother dropped the tape throught a space between the door and wall which he managed to push open. Then he told me it was fake, and I(having 11 years experience) doubted it. Then he told me it was real. I didn't know whether to believe it or not, cuz the tape was dirty with yellow, black, greys... So I made sure he was gone, and asked my maid to check it it was real for me. It was FAKE. And all that screaming for nothing! I even got sore throat that whole night!

My Kitchen blogged at Friday, November 25, 2005

May your light shine...
in the darkness...