fearfallsandfamily.

Before i get started, i just wanna take a quick second to say thanks to everyone who's been reading my blogs. Wow. you make me feel special. i think i have too many feelings.

Niagara Falls summed up in a sentence: H2O, rocks, and kinetic motion. But they're beautiful (the Canadian falls are like a hundred times more awesome. it'ssotrue.).
Family summed up in a sentence: Brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunts, grandparents, etc. But they're priceless

Second day of thanksgiving weekend. My loud and borderline overly energetic family decides at midday that we're going to see the falls (when we just had a thanksgiving dinner last night, and i had only gotten to bed at around 2AM. buti'mnotcomplaining.). I welcome any oppourtunity to just get out of the house, even though i've been to niagara (hehehe. soundslikeviagra.) like a bajillion times before. Since there were about twenty cousins, uncles, etc. going, i just couldn't turn the trip down, in fact i was pretty darn excited to get there.

Car ride was a drag, i slept the whole way. s'all i have to say bout that.

Rocksnwatah: It's pretty interesting if you take the time to think about it, how something extremely simple in its nature can divert so much attention. Water and rocks in themselves, are really nothing that exciting. On the other hand, vast amounts of two simple things with a couple of haunted houses and casinos thrown into the equation sums up to quite the provocative tourist destination. Sometimes, we humans don't appreciate the awesomeness of nature, or anything for that matter until it's staring us right in the eye. Whether it be in the form of a hundred-and-sixty-seven-foot waterfall. Or whether it be in the form of something being lost altogether, a friend, an old teddy bear. I feel like I'm blind seeing as things constantly have to be made crystal clear to me before i can fully appreciate it, or stop taking it for granted. The falls are just a bunch of rocks and a crapload of water, but it's one of the most amazing things I've ever seen.

Pitchblack: My uncle likes to see his kids, nephews and nieces squirm. I'm gonna be like him when i grow up.There's like 5 different haunted houses in the city, and at every single one, my uncle literally pushed us to do it. when people start nagging me, i almost always give in (don't you ppl dare start nagging me. naggingnaggers...). So me, my little brother, Brianna and Bradley Hugh (yeshhh he was named after me. iwinyay.) bought level three "hardcore live action" tickets to Dracula's Haunted Castle. I've never felt someone, or rather three people grip so tightly to various spots on my body. I could barely walk, and inability to walk + stairs = epicfail. The castle itself wasn't very scary at all. The displays that they had were the usual disfigured, hanged hunchbacks and bloody huge axes (axes that had blood on them, AND axes that were darn big. iconfusemyself.). But those didn't frighten me. The scariest thing was knowing that an actor was gonna reach out and caress me unexpectedly. idon'tlikebeingcaressed. I was turning a corner and next thing you know it the guy starts growling at me, and lancing threats at me that resembled the following (these threats have been translated to proper english from the outdated language of werewolf/dracula/19-year-old-actor) "I will imminently slash your throat, wereby ending your life. Following said action, i will consume your corpse" to which i responded by saying something along the lines of "OH PLEASE DO IT (insert fakely excited and smiling face here)". Then the guy reached his arm out and grabbed my neck. Scared the heck out of me but i didn't let my cousins know.

The rest of the house was kinda poopy. By poopy i mean not scary, and long. It was a bunch of dolls being killed and stuff, but when it comes down to it the only thing that really scared me was that wolfman yelling at me and surprising me.
I'm pretty sure i was the most freaked out too, because i was right in the front; he touched me the most.

I noticed two things at the end of the haunted house.

1. Even though i am only one or two years older than my cousins, they all looked to me and grouped around me, as if i were to lead them through the house of fears. Even though it wasn't actually anything to be afraid of in reality, i still felt quite content with myself that my cousins see me in the light of a protecting figure. So i did my best to act the part by not peeing my pants. ididn'tpeemypants.

2. The most scary thing in life to me and a lot of others is surprises. When you don't know what to expect, you can expect anything, and that's the heart of fear. When i start to think about the things that really scare me, right there at the top of the list is university. I don't know what i will be doing, let alone what i want to do. I don't know which universities are good for the things that i don't want to do. I don't know who i'll meet, who i'll forget. What i'll eat, where i'll live, or if i'll even survive the four years. All of this scares the living daylights out of me. The things that will be surprises, the things that i'm unsure of right now.

Those were just a couple of things that i noticed, and thought i'd get down on paper (or a screen). I guess i'm trying to tell myself i need to not take what i have for granted, and that i need to not be afraid of the future. Everything will come together. (Ihopeso.)

stillabitscared.

This was written while watching: "There Will Be Blood"

(If you finished this blog, kudos to you, this one was especially long. youdeserveamedal.)