from paranormal to the grudge

i'm suffering from a self-inflicted paranoia. i don't know how it started but rhea and i talked about the paranormal movie on the way home. somewhere along calle real, we turned around to find that berlin and andy were missing. we stopped by the parked cab along the street and waited for the sisters. then the radio in the cab made some scary sounds like the actual sound that one can hear in a horror movie. i jumped out of my skin! gosh! it was so scary! i told rhea that we should think of happy thoughts and we managed to do that until she got into her ride home.

andy, berl and i dropped by the statue of hon. jalandoni as we usually do every night before riding the jeepney. then the horror stories started again, with berlin as our manang basyang. she told folklore stories about witches, cults and aswang. when she started her story about the enchanted ficus tree close to their house, i felt like peeing already and i asked her to stop. but she insisted that it's just a short story. it was a short long story. i had goosebumps. i had that creepy feeling within me. when a man passed by my side, i shrieked and held tight to berlin. aaarrgghh!!! i decided to end the night. but before we parted ways, berl reminded me of that bathroom scene in the movie "the grudge". dear god! i was so freaky already and i just wanted to be home. 

i usually stay for a long time in the bathroom to freshen up. tonight was exceptional. if my housemates would have been awake, they would have applauded me for my time-record in the bathroom. i get jumpy even with the sound of the water.

ugh! no more horror stories, please...

#think of happy thoughts#