Things I Fear....

I was watching Cheech and Chong Last night, and fell asleep during the movie. I woke up and saw one thing that scared the living daylights out of me...

1.) Nuns:....Awwww...what is with them dressing that way? They seem like zombies too. I really do not understand their way of living. There was a part in the movie when they were stopped at customs, and the police found a joint in their car after it was thrown by those two beloved stoners, as they were getting across the Mexican border. Serves them right!

Anyway, nuns scare me because they wear those hoods, they seem like bitches at catholic school, and imagine being chased by one as she waves a ruler would have me surrender. Something I brought with me from my childhood.

2.) Those damn Umpa Lumpa's from the early willy wonka and the choc. factor: First of all, they are pretty damn ugly. Green hair, orange looking. their eyes is what gives me the hibby-jibbies. Oh, and to give me more nightmares, they have to sing those song!! Why is the world after Jon in that way? Ohhh... i always have to mute it when that song comes on, plus close my eyes. Everyone has a horror movie that haunts them...Well, this movie isn't classified to be a horror film, but this movie sure as shit haunts me!

3.) Mona Lisa...Damn, that picture haunts me to this day. I used to have nightmares of this woman running down the hallway as I was watching TV in the lviing room or something, and she'd tickle me. I cannot handle being tickled anyway. I had that dream quite frequently. I hated going to sleep when I was younger. Goddamit anyway! You show me a picture of Mona Lisa, you will enter into a world of pain! I remember in the cities somewhere going to a pizza place with some buddies, and it was called "divinci's"...walk in there, places is flooded with Mona Lisa paintings. even the place mats, napkins, etc. I will never enter that place again...

4.) Death...I worry about death. Has to be my ultimate fear. It's because I do not know exactly for sure where I will go when I kick the bucket. Heaven, Hell. I also had thoughts being dead physically, not being dead mentally or emotionally. You are living in that aspect, but you cannot move, breathe...you just only have your mind wander and you'll remain that way always! Thought of being trapped into my body, screaming for help but no one hears me, and remain a vegetable but still living scares the shit out of me. That would suck.

5.) Failure....if not all, but most people are guitly of this. I am self-conscience about it all the time. What if I am not doing this right? What if I fuck up? Will they hate me? Am I doing alright trying to get to know this girl? I am cursed by it. Humiliation is a motherfucker, man. Humiliation relates to this I guess. I was working newby's one time, and my pants ripped and everyone can see my boxers. My pants were ripped all the way down my backside. Holy shit..nothing gets worse than that. I had no choice but to drive my ass home to get a new pair of pants. That sucked.

(I will post most embarassing moments on this blog at a different time...this is one of them I guess)

That is all...another day, new things to learn.

J2K

Peace out!