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A twenty two year-old's view on life, death,
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1/21/2014 0 Comments Let's Talk Long TermMy very first entry for my Project365 was my "14 for '14". These were my 14 goals for the year 2014. But those are all short term goals (well most are, some are a piece of something bigger) and I want to stress today how important long term goals are as well. And these are the goals where you want to DREAM BIG! But make sure you throw in a few, more reachable goals. It feels good to check things off of your bucket list and by mixing long-term goals of different sizes, you will find yourself checking them off more frequently and it will help give you a boost of motivation to go out and reach those really big ones. I'm all about positive motivation. I don't like to think that not reaching goals is better, because it will force you to push harder, I think that reaching your goals will help more. It will make you feel a lot better about yourself as well. The key to reaching your long-term goals is to set the shorter ones and work your way through until you've reach the big picture. So my "14 for '14" will hopefully get me moving into the right direction to my big life goals (my bucket list). Oh, and don't ever think that your list is too long. The longer the better! It just means you have a lot of interests and are a hard-working, optimistic person. And that's great! Here are some of my personal, more realistic long-term goals: Graduate With as Little Debt as PossibleThis is something that is very important to me. My brother went to a very expensive private college, and while he loved it and doesn't regret it, I see how much he is having to pay for his loans plus he just moved to an apartment in NYC and has a rather large rent to pay each month. So if I can manage to 24,000 dollars or less in loans, we're in good shape. Visit and Explore EuropeThis is one that I am already in the works of. I am currently planning to study abroad for a semester in France sophomore year, and I just cannot wait. It's going to be a life-changing experience and something that I have always wanted to do. I hope to spend my weekends visiting all the amazing places in Europe like Versailles, The Louvre, Bath etc. Eventually Settle Down and Start a FamilyThis is in the very distant future, but a goal that many people have and is very important to me. Live a Healthy Life and Stay ActiveI am all about being healthy and getting regular exercise. It's a more recent fascination and one that I hope to stay committed to for the rest of my life. Because it's true what they say, it really is a lifestyle change. But don't forget that it's necessary to have a few more unrealistic dreams. It's what keeps us working hard at the things we love. And, why not aim high? After all, you miss 100% of the shots you don't take. As for me, these are some of my less realistic goals: Win an OscarIt's a dream. I'll understand if it never happens. But if it does I'll surely cry...and probably faint. Be Friends With CelebritiesThis one seems a bit vain, but I've just always wanted to be in their little celebrity world. Like when you watch the Golden Globes, and a commercial is called, you can see the actors and actresses going over to other tables and chatting with their other friends. Can you imagine just chilling out and having Meryl Streep just meander on over to say hello and ask how things are going? My heart would probably stop from too much happiness. Become a Bestselling AuthorI love to write. One of my short-term goals for this year is to finish the book that I started a few years ago. Who knows? Perhaps this is my ticket to reaching this goal! You never know until you try. I have faith that I can get something published at some point, but the best-selling part is something that I don't have that much control over. So just remember before I go: DREAM BIG! and also keep some more realistic goals to keep you checking things off that list. And don't forget to set some smaller goals that will move you along to the bigger goals you have! Take it step-by-step and you'll see them being achieved faster than you ever thought possible. Thank you for reading, Amanda Lucille Song of The DayFire by Ingrid Michaelson
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1/20/2014 0 Comments And So It Begins...Tomorrow marks the first day of my second semester at Umass Amherst. And I thought that I would use my blog post today to cover what things I have learned from my first semester here at "the zoo". And let me tell you, it's not a misnomer. 1. How to Use Up Free TimeEveryone learns during their first semester how their free time is best spent to make them as comfortable and happy as possible. Some people prefer to watch TV or play video games or read books. I found that I enjoyed going to the rec center as often as I could, usually a couple of hours each day, and I also enjoyed catching up on my favorite TV shows. Unfortunately I would do this while simultaneously doing my homework - causing my homework time to double and fill in the rest of my free time. 2. Learning Time ManagementWhile not every college student is able to say they successfully learned this, I think many do. You are given assignments that will take time pretty far in advanced and you must be responsible for making sure that all steps are followed, rough drafts are edited and that the final project is as good as it can be without your teacher holding your hand along the way. 3. How to Say No to ThirdsThe freshman 15 is real people. The freshman 30 is also real. Going into school you need to be prepared for bounds and bounds of constant offerings of food. At least at Umass anyways. You need to eventually learn how to stop even though that chocolate cake looks so delicious and tempting. It takes a lot of strength, but it can be done! 4. How to Procrastinate Like a BossIt's true, a lot of the free time you are learning to fill is being filled so that you can avoid starting your papers or things of such nature. If you are a girl, you will definitely be doing a lot of "window shopping". Which is a phrase here meaning that you will go on a LOT of clothing websites and add everything you love to the cart, then close that tab and open another without buying anything. Song of the DayI See Fire by Ed Sheeran An amazing singer and an amazing movie :) 1/19/2014 0 Comments Une Petite Critique ~ FrozenSo recently I went with my wonderful friends and saw Frozen for the first time. Now I must say that I did really want to see it, but was skeptical that it would actually meet all the hype it was getting. I mean it is a children's movie, how god can it be? Plus I have an extreme love for the movie Tangled. My brother gave it to me on DVD for Christmas, and I watched it three days in a row...I'm not proud of this. So in I go, hoping it's as good as people were saying, but prepared to be let down. I was not. not at all. You all need to go see this movie! It's amazing and a great family movie that everyone of every age and gender will enjoy and for multiple reasons. 1. It Is HilariousIt's true, this movie is just so funny. I was literally bursting out laughing every few seconds. It just couldn't be contained. All the characters had their hysterical moments (except Elsa, she's a tad depressing - but an amazing singer). But the two who really make the show is the snowman, Olaf, and the reindeer, Sphen. I am literally in love with Olaf. 2. It's SweetThere are cute romances, sisterly love, family bonds (between trolls and a boy), and the unbreakable bond of friendship. It has sweet, heart-warming moments and, while they are predictable, they will most definitely put a smile on your face. 3. The Music is AmazingI'm talking, Broadway worthy music people. Just fantastic. If you haven't heard the song "Let it Go" yet, please listen! It's nominated for an Oscar! So get out and go see Frozen!! You won't regret it! Thank you for reading, Amanda Lucille Song of The DayIn Summer from Frozen, I figured I'd add one of the funnier and cuter songs from the movie just to show you another reason why you should go see it. I just can't get over how cute Olaf is :) 1/18/2014 0 Comments An Acquired TasteĀ Many people are surprised to find that I am one of the few who absolutely love scary movies, but growing up with a father who writes horror novels, kind of guarantees at least some sort of interest in this subject. Most people just don't understand why I would want to spend two hours peeking between my fingers with my heart beating through my chest, and to be honest, neither do it. But let's just say that, like coffee and gluten-free protein bars, it's an acquired taste. I haven't always loved scary movies, in fact, I actually used to HATE scary movies - not I would have ever admitted it back then. Learning to love scary movies was a slow progression. 1. The Years of WantingI remember wanting so badly to be able to watch the movies that my parents were watching. But they were always very careful to keep me away from anything even remotely scary until I was of the right age. Except for one traumatizing viewing of The Birds when i was about five. Soon my brother was allowed in on the scary movie scene and my wanting only grew. I would try so hard to join my brother and father whenever they decided to watch something I couldn't. 2. The Thirteenth BirthdayWhen I turned thirteen my father brought home The Ring starring Naomi Watts on VHS (well...I feel old). And he told me that we could watch it as part of my present, as sort of welcome into the world of the scary movies. Needless to say, I was ecstatic. So after cake and presents my father, brother and I went upstairs to watch the movie while my mother occupied my little sister downstairs. And I feel it is safe to say that letting me watch that movie was one of my father's biggest regrets in life. I came to his room every night for probably a month. I'm sure it didn't help that my sister, who was suffering from severe sleeping problems, needed a tv running all night to go to sleep. My parents put in an old, fuzzy black and white TV from what I'm guessing was the 70's. So all night I would stare at the white fuzzy picture, just waiting for a freaky girl to crawl out and kill me. It was a while until my father felt safe allowing me to watch another scary movie, and I didn't argue much at all. 3. Another Go At ItAfter a few months, I was over the whole Ring experience and was ready to try my hand at another scary movie. My dad was a bit hesitant, but would carefully pick and choose which ones he thought I could handle. Each time yielded the same result. I would watching the movie (barely, mainly I watched the palm of my hand) and then would spend a few weeks scared of everything. I would lay in bed, wondering why I had ever wanted to see that movie and tell myself that I would never watch another scary movie again. But after the usual few weeks I would want to see another. It went on like this for years, wanting so badly and immediately regretting the decision. But soon the period between films slimmed down from a few weeks to a few days of recovery then to just one night of horrible nightmares. I learned the different ways to help get my mind off of it all. Reading magazines, watching funny tv shows etc. 4. Gaining ImmunityNow, at age 19, I have seen so many scary movies, my aftermath doesn't exist...usually. Of course, during the movies I have to curl up in a ball and squeeze someone's hand to keep me safe, but that's what makes it so fun. Then, after I leave the theater I can reflect on the movie just like any other film. I haven't had a nightmare due to a scary movie in years and I doubt I will any time soon. If I do, then you know it must have been a really scary movie or really disturbing. Where my father was once the teacher and I the student, I have now taken the role of the former. We have the occasional daddy-daughter nights where we go to dinner and see a movie, usually the scariest one playing. And when we walk out of that theater, it's my father who is usually suffering from scary movie after math. So if you are new to scary movies, or find yourself terrified for weeks afterwards, just remember that it's only a movie and it's an acquired taste. :) Thanks for reading, Amanda Lucille Song of The DayNo Light, No Light by Florence + The Machine Again...I have a love for Florence Welch. Literally, I love EVERY SINGLE SONG and they are all hands down amazing. I posted a preview a few weeks ago after my first filming session, and now I have only a bit more filming to do! I'm now beginning to put clips together for the music video. For now enjoy this quick video sneak peak of what is being done! 1/17/2014 1 Comment Book Club #1Ok, no judging! But here is a small sample of a story I am currently working on. I wrote the first thirty pages two years ago and I am currently going back trying to turn it into something workable in hopes of finishing it. For now here is a small excerpt from chapter one, enjoy. We were still lingering by the car when I heard footsteps behind me.
"Charlotte Baudin!" I spun around to see Celeste Sauveterre looking more than a little upset. "Where have you been? We've been looking everywhere for you!" I felt heat spread across my face with embarrassment. Celeste had been my mentor since I arrived at Etham Woods and I truly respected her. I felt awful when she was upset with me, which she appeared to be currently. "I'm sorry Celeste. We just returned from town." I tried to sound confident but my voice came out a bit shaky. Her usually flawless appearance was disheveled. Her hair was askew with pieces flying every which way, the hem of her shirt was a bit too loose from constant pulling (a bad habit she picked up whenever she became stressed) and her mascara had begun to rub off underneath her eye as though she had been rubbing it. Even though she was only in her late twenties, she looked well beyond her years at the moment. I'd never seen her this frazzled before. "I wasn't aware that they –" "Never mind, there's no time to fret over it." She cut me off, regaining her composure. "We need to get you to the main offices immediately." "Can I ask why?" I said. Celeste paused for a moment to take a breath, then took off her glasses and looked me straight in the eye. "A girl has been taken in. Her name is Jessica Adlard. She is confused and scared and she needs her mentor." "Well of course," I said, remembering how frightened I was when I was brought in. "But why isn't she with her mentor? How long has she been here?" "She's been here almost three hours. And the reason she isn’t with her mentor is because her mentor is you, Charlotte." I stopped in my tracks. "What?!" I practically shouted at her. I turned my head to Lucy and Mar I saw that their faces reflected how I was feeling. I turned back to Celeste forcing myself to shut my mouth, which had dropped open and found my voice again, but Lucy beat me to it. "But Charlie's only seventeen. She's still in school!" "I am well aware of this." Celeste said calmly. "Now there’s no time to just stand here, we must walk and talk. Jessica needs her mentor, and she needs her now." Then Celeste turned on her heel and walked off. I took a few quick steps to fall into place next to her, signaling Mar and Lucy to follow behind. "Celeste, I'm afraid I don't understand. I mean, this doesn't make any sense. Mentors are adults, at the least they’ve graduated high school." "I know it's strange, but you have impressed the council and they want to give you more responsibilities to see how you handle them. They have high expectations of you, you know." I could hear my two friends whispering behind us and shot them a stern look. "But I don't know the first thing about being a mentor, and how can I be there for her and attend my classes? I have so many questions, Celeste, I don't even know where to begin." She raised her hand and made a soothing sound as if I were a dog that had gotten too excited. "Don't worry, Charlotte, I have complete confidence in you. Just remember how you felt when you were first brought here and tell her what you would've wanted to hear. And as for your schooling, don't worry about that. We have spoken with all your professors and they have given you permission to leave any of your classes when ever your mentoring responsibilities require you to. I am quite sure that you will have no trouble catching up with the work you miss. And I’ll be here for anything that you might need help with." "This all is just so strange…"I couldn't do anything but stare at the ground as we walked. It just seemed so unreal. Mentors weren't seventeen-year-old girls, they were respected adults. Ones who knew what they were talking about and could help you through anything. Celeste had been a wonderful mentor to me and assured that I always did the best I could do. "I know it's a lot to take in, Charlotte." She stopped suddenly as we came to the doors of the main offices, Mar almost ran right into me. Instead of going inside Celeste turned to me, Lucy and Mar. "But there is more that you need to know." I felt my heart beat quicken, how could there be more? This is already too much for me to handle. "Our men didn't bring in Jessica." She said, pausing as if she was waiting for my response. I didn't know what to say. It didn't make any sense. When a person changed it was always one of us who went out to collect that person. "Then who did?" Said Mar, in my silence. Celeste gave her a look, making it clear that she was not part of the conversation. Then turned back to me. "Her brother, or rather her half-brother. His name is Elijah, he was with her when she began to change and he found us, not the other way around." "But how did he know to come to us, and where we were? That doesn't make any sense." We haven't been discovered by a human in years, and when it happened then we'd simply erased their memory and sent them on their way. "He isn't human, Charlotte." When she spoke I thought I caught a bit of fright in her voice. "So he's one of us? Why doesn't he live here in Etham Woods?" There were so many questions bubbling up in my mind. "Because he isn't one of us…he's one of them." Answered Lucy. As she spoke I felt my stomach drop and I knew she was right. Celeste nodded to her, confirming her assumption and I heard Mar and Lucy return to their quiet conversing once again. "Oh my god." I whispered with a shaky voice. "I know it's hard to believe, but he was actually trying to help his sister, he told us he meant no harm and that he was only there to help Jessica. He put up no fight, Charlotte!" Celeste began to lose her collectiveness and her face started to flush. "He went willingly to the penitentiary and the only thing he said when we put him in the cell was 'make sure Jessica is alright'." I felt like my body was numb. I could feel nothing except Celeste's words sinking into my brain. "This has never happened before; the enemy helping one of us, and being too compliant. Do you know what this means?" she continued. "I know how you feel. This is hard for all of us, and to put you in the middle of it doesn't seem fair. But this is what the council wishes and I cannot argue against the decision of the council. Now I must leave you, but before I go you must remember that the boy is Jessica's brother. She will want to see him but we cannot take that risk until he is brought in front of the council." "I understand." I said. "As your mentor I feel I have trained you well for this, and I know you will be an excellent mentor for this young girl. But remember that I am your mentor and will be here for anything you need." She forced a smile and gripped my shoulder for a moment, then pulled me into a firm hug. "I have faith in you" she whispered. Then she stepped back, gave me a quick nod and left. I turned back to Mar and Lucy, both were wide eyed and pale faced. After a moment Lucy regained the ability to move and reached out for my hand. "Don't worry, Charlie." She said "If anyone's fit for this job, you are. And we'll be with you every step of the way." She squeezed my hand and gave a little smile. I squeezed back but couldn't quite make myself smile. "Yeah," said Mar. "You've got us always." I never loved them more than I did at this moment. I looked at my two best friends, allowing only one tear to escape my eye. Then I turned to the double doors of the main office and took a deep breath. 1/16/2014 0 Comments Come on, Get Happy At times the world can seem an unfriendly and sinister place, but believe us when we say that there is much more good in it than bad. All you have to do is look hard enough. And what might seem to be a series of unfortunate events may, in fact, be the first steps of a journey. ~Lemony Snicket I am one among many who often have trouble seeing the bright side of things, there are so many things in this world that can simply just make us lose hope. I never watch the news anymore because it only told me bad news, and I hate watching those celebrity gossip shows because all I hear is how some celebrity or other needs to work on their body. And they are also the reason so many women have extreme body issues. So how can we begin to see the good in it all, as Snicket suggests above? How can we tell if these unfortunate events are actually leading to a journey? And is this journey a positive one? Well here are a few things to help you on your way. 1. Stop Asking Questions and Stay in the Present We don't know what the future holds, and we never will, so stop stressing over it. Don't worry about what happened in the past, accept it and move on. Don't worry about the future, because why worry about something that might not even happen. Stay focused on the present, the only thing you have control over it. 2. Surround Yourself With the Right PeopleThe people you are around is a huge factor in becoming happy. If you don't spend time with people that make you happy and whom you love, it just isn't going to happen. If you hate the people you spend your time with, then you are going to be negative all the time, and that's just no way to live your life. It's an easy and obvious step to take. 3. Do What You Want in LifeI mentioned this in a previous post, that we need to spend our lives doing what we love, or we will be miserable. How can we be happy if we are going to a job day in and day out doing something we don't enjoy doing? It would be much easier to do something we love, even if it doesn't pay like the other jobs out there. Or you can do as my father does and work a job that can support your family, that he doesn't mind doing, while also doing what he loves on the side (writing). 4. Exercise RegularlyExercise gives you Endorphins. Endorphins make people happy. Happy people just don't kill their husbands. they just don't. I'm not claiming that I am an expert in this department, not at all. In fact, I still have a long way to go with this. But I love the people I spend my time with and I am going after what I love most. I am working on reaching my goals, which I also think is important, and very rewarding when reached. I hope everyone out there is happy and healthy, thank you for reading and I'll see you tomorrow, Amanda Lucille Song of the DayLet It Go from the new movie, Frozen. I saw this movie yesterday and I am obsessed, it was amazing and you should all go see it. 1/15/2014 1 Comment A Return to Inspiration Source #5I am once again returning to my blog post on the Five Sources of Inspiration. And once again, here is the link to that post in case you didn't see it when it was posted at the beginning of January: http://akeohaneproject365.weebly.com/1/post/2014/01/the-five-sources-of-inspiration.html So today I would like to return to inspiration #5: Things That Aren't People. The main thing that inspires me is good old Mother Nature. Especially living up here in New England. For those who aren't familiar with the weather patterns here, let me explain: They don't exist. Yeah. They really don't. One day it could be raining and 50 degrees in January, and the next day it could be below freezing and snowing. This isn't a very good thing, though, because all the snow melts and there is water everywhere, and then it just freezes...all over everything. You know, people think that Massachusetts is full of really bad drivers, but perhaps it's just full of really bad driving conditions. But, while New England does have very unpredictable weather, it has the most beautiful seasons that can be found no where else in the world. It's like we are in this sweet spot where everything just comes together to create something magical. And the most beautiful season of all of them is Autumn. There is truly nothing like Autumn in New England, and you simply can't help but just become overall happier when it starts getting closer. I did a blog post once talking about expectations and how they aren't usually met. Like how we create such a build up for Christmas and then it just goes by and you realize you haven't spent any time baking cookies, cuddling by a fire or building snowmen. Fall in New England does not fit this scenario. At least for me. I do spend time picking apples, carving pumpkins, wearing flannels and cowboy boots, going through corn mazes. It's awesome. If you haven't been here during that time, I highly recommend it. Literally everything becomes limited edition pumpkin or apple spice flavored. Like everything. I've have the pumpkin Hershey Kisses, not half bad. So you get the point; New England revels in these perfect three months. Though, by far, the best part of the whole Autumn season is the amazing and dazzling and breathtaking scenes that cover the whole state of Massachusetts. Now I know that other New England states have changing leaves as well, but nothing like the vibrancy of Massachusetts. I am often quite scared that I'm going to get into an accident while driving because I find myself mesmerized by the beauty of everything. It's like living in a painting, and there is no way of really understanding it unless you've seen it with your own eyes. Pictures just can't do it justice. I often just want to spend all my time outside, going for runs and walks or just sitting outside reading because I want to be surrounded by it at all times. There is so much beauty that it is literally impossible to take it all in. And this, getting to the point, is why it is such an inspiration. Being surrounded by something so powerful is hard to express, so it makes me want to write or sing or film to make up for it, and to somehow help me express my feelings. Though, you really wouldn't want me to sing...I'm just so, so bad at singing. I think that I am the happiest and most creative during this time, simply because I am always finding inspiration in everything I see and do. So, to all you Massachusetts virgins out there, I'm telling you - you need to see this for yourself. There's nothing like it. Thank you for reading, Amanda Lucille Song of the DayI've Just Seen a Face from Across the Universe This is probably one of my favorite scenes from one of my favorite movies. You're bound to see more clips from this movie in the Song of the Day section! Plus, who doesn't want the gorgeous Jim Sturgess singing a song to them about how much he loves your face?! 1/14/2014 1 Comment The Realistic DreamerWe have heard that there are two kinds of people out there: Dreamers and Realists. And while I, for a long time, agreed with this, I have come to realize there is a third category of people. The Realistic Dreamer. For the longest time I was sure that I belonged to the Dreamers. My mind is always wandering, I literally day dream all the time. I read non-stop because I love to be able to escape into a world of fantasy and live the beautiful lives of the characters within them. I used to wish with all my heart (and after all, a dream is a wish you make with your heart - Disney reference) My childhood was filled with imagination and dreaming and spending my days out in the woods (which is a story for another time, but was totally normal growing up in the town I did). I also find myself with big dreams for the future, which is why I am always working so hard. I understand that if I want my dreams to have to be even remotely reachable, I need to make them attainable instead of just sitting around waiting for something to happen. This is what I consider to be a Realistic Dreamer. I watch movies like The Notebook and A Walk To Remember and wish with all my heart that something even remotely as romantic as these stories happens to me someday. But I understand that, unless by some unforeseen miracle it does, I will experience a mediocre but normal romantic encounter. And i'm ok with that. Because I am realistic. The great thing about being a realistic dreamer is that you can still dream big and have great plans for your life, but in the end if you don't end up being the first female president or winning an Oscar or flying a spaceship to Mars, you're still ok, because you realize that dreams like that aren't always reached. As long as you spend your life being happy and working towards your dreams. That is what makes a full life, not sitting around waiting for it to happen and being unhappy. Don't worry about whether you will accomplish your dreams because a Realistic Dreamer realizes that it might not come true, but if it really is your dream, then do it and you will end up spend your life doing something you love. So do what you love and work hard to achieve your goals, and don't be afraid to dream big. There is much you can accomplish along the way to those big dreams, and you just might find them even more rewarding in the end. Listen to this video which makes me cry - not of sadness or of happiness, just out of the complete comfort and peace that it brings me - and it will say more than I could say in an entire novel. My good friend Ariana danced to this piece last year and I honestly had to hold back tears backstage. Thank you for reading, Amanda Lucille Song of the DaySweet Disposition by The Temper Trap 1/13/2014 0 Comments The Fear SpectrumI'm uploading my post today rather late, so please forgive me - it was a rather busy day. There are many movies in this world with many memorable quotes (or if you are like my me and my sister, many episode of The Office with many memorable quotes) but there are a few that seem to really stick with me. One such quote can be found not only in a film, but in the book which it is based off of as well. Lemony Snicket once said: "There are two kinds of fears: rational and irrational- or in simpler terms, fears that make sense and fears that don't." I always loved this quote because it is so true, and it applies to everybody. We all fear something, and most of the time our individual fears make no sense to others. Mainly because if someone else doesn't feel that fear, they can't understand how it can make another person so affected. Personally, I have a LOT of fears. Both rational and irrational. 1. WristsMost people that know me know this too; I am terrified of wrists. Not in an "oh my God those horrifying killer wrists are out to get me" kind of way, but in an "oh my God I can't look at, think about, or touch your wrists" kind of way. It can sometimes be a bit debilitating in ways. One time, during dance class, I dropped my friend Claire because I accidentally grabbed her wrist and felt the veins moving beneath me. If I see or read a scene about wrists being cut or really mentioned in anyway, my own get weak and I have to cross my arms or cover them somehow. I know, it's weird. This is what we would call an irrational fear. 2. Windows at NightA window at night is practically a mirror, only the things you see reflected back are distorted and even more horrifying. One of my biggest fears is to look into a window at night and to see something - or someone - standing behind me. I mean how creepy would that be?! I feel that this would be considered a rational fear. But even creepier than this is... 3. People Standing In Corners*shiver* Though, I'm not sure whether this is a rational fear or not. I just know that to me it is rational. I have the regular fears as well, the ones that I think most people suffer from. Fears like dying, spending the rest of my life alone, seeing my loved ones pass away, witnessing a ghost etc. But Lemony Snicket also asked once “Is it useful to feel fear, because it prepares you for nasty events, or is it useless, because nasty events will occur whether you are frightened or not?” This is a great question, one that can easily be supported in either direction. But to me, a fear is like your mind's little warning that danger is about. And, when the day comes that people's wrists start turning against them and taking over the planet, I will be the only safe one among us. Think about that why don't you! That's all for tonight, leave a comment telling us of your unique fears! Thank you for reading, Amanda Lucille p.s. I am fully aware of how strange some of my fears are, no need to let me know. Besides - there are people out there with much stranger fears than I. Song of the DayFire and Rain By Birdy (originally by James Taylor) |
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