I’m so Scared: Pinkie’s Everyday Fears Top 5

Greetings once more from the island that lies beyond the twilight of make-belief and nightmares!…Well this month!  Normally it’s always sunny and happy! This month it is a very scary place! For realsies! So far we covered my close encounters, we came up with a way to fight off zombies..and we have seen plenty of supernatural spooky stuff on the blog!  So for a change I would like to talk about the mundane. These are my TOP 5 fears!

Fear #5 Phone Calls

I really REALLY dislike making phone calls. Getting calls is a hassle already and I get super anxious when a number that doesn’t know me calls me. With a hidden number that fear is even worse. I try to answer to the best of my ability but people tend to ask me if I am cold as there seems to be this shiver in it. I could also really struggle to find words and I get an absolute mess on the phone. Like the day before I wrote this I had a phone-call to relocate my internet to my new home location but the cue was too long so they offered me a callback. I had all the papers I needed needly spread out in front of me, yet when they called and began to ask me questions I lost it completely. I forgot my own zip code I forgot my ATM card number and did not get through the security check!  So I had to beg them not to disconnect for making a prank call and that I was really me! I just was moving and making lists and my brain was cluttered… I know that is a lie but it is better than “I am scared , I don’t remember”  I managed to get it done but barely!  I am better at getting a phone call than making one though if I have to start a conversation panic strikes me even more. 

This goes further than just “on the phone” as well. I hate Discord calls without camera’s as well. Normally I am very good at reading people and I do that by body posture and facial expressions, it is a “talent” that compensates for my social awkwardness. I can fish and adapt and I know I usually need to “tune” my conversation in real life. So when I lack that cue I feel super weird and am super afraid people might hate me or are not entertained by our conversation and think I am a bother.  This goes as far that I get panic attacks when I am in a discord call with friends and a person I know less joins in as well. From super confident I become super flustered and confused and feel like someone is clenching my heart. I am so afraid of choosing my next words that all that remains in my head is this intricate gameplan in the hope to draw out audio cues to give me some guidance and make me understand this person.  This goes for phone calls as well.. if someone sounds stern or unhappy.. I crash and burn fast.My phone is almost always on silent so I miss your first call so I can prepare a bit more for the next one!

This fear is fed because of a few things. First of all I hate my voice, it is weak and sounds unpleasant and doesn’t fit me at all. I sound like Cher or something.. while I kind of wound to sound like Wolfeychu (yes I bet it would annoy people but it fits much more with my persona). I don’t sound like me, and while I am trying to train to shift that a bit my weak vocal cords make that very hard.  The moment a call has an echo I feel as if I hear a stranger say my words… you know as if a demon would be in me and speak my words for me.  “Zuuul .. Mother-duck.. Zuuul”. It ties in with another fear that is higher on this list.  The second reason is that I got bullied from the ages of 7 till 16  for something I chose to say. One single complaint about people mistreating me caused 8 years of torment and in a way I never got over it. I am always so afraid that I say something new that will cause the same effect. So I don’t like speaking all that much unless I know how to handle a person.. and for that I need to see you first.I knew the people who started the 8 years of bullying and had I read them a bit better then.. I could have known this would happen.. so I can’t make that same mistake again. A phone ringing even if it is somebody else’s  is enough to give me slight goosebumps! So yes I do not like phone-calls. From friends and family I am sorta okay with them..but I still prefer some prep time!  Look at me being all weird.

Fear #4 Stairs

I don’t think a fear of stairs is that uncommon. Yet it is such a mundane object. I’ve fallen of a fair few of them and due to my motor skills being odd and my foot not always landing where I want it to go I think it makes a fair bit of sense why I fear them. I am one of those people who will never walk down a stairs without support because of it. Sometimes I risk the biscuit at train stations to give the arm support to the elderly but only on the tiny flight of stairs so I fall down like .. 10 steps at worst. If I can’t guarantee that I will take the elevator or wait for the armrest to be cleared. Moving up a stairs is less scary than down but with my stiffened limbs it is a bit harder for me.  I try it from time to time and my new house will have stairs I HAVE to climb and decent but weirdly.. there are gradations in what steps I fear and don’t fear.


Carpeted stairs for example are “safe”   Open stairs are a lot scarier but are manageable if they are made for a single person and in a house. One of those artsy white shiny glass like stairs you see in office buildings is terrifying to me. My psychologist has a smaller variant of that and it gives me some serious heebie jeebies. I descend that stairs so slow! I feel like Peter Griffin in that episode of Family Guy where he keeps falling off the stairs. I even a chance to work for the Iphone call center ones.. which had the huge variant of that stairs. While the interview went well they saw me struggle with the stairs on my way down and that was me shaking on my boots. They needed more “spunk” and walking up and down those stairs would be fairly common if I got promoted so I was out.  Metal stairs are even creepier though!  I climbed the Eiffel Tower because on the one day I was there, the escalator was out.   Filled with confidence I strudded upstairs ..just to realise the metal roster indefinitely peering down was something that frightened me a lot.  Once you get to the highest level the metal stairs become spiral and Spiral stairs are the worst.

 I can’t walk spiral stairs (down). During school trip to Italy, not sure if it was in Venice or Verona..but we visited both during our trip we climbed this old belltower. Because it was cheaper than going by elevator. However on our way down their was spirally stairs and I could not I got so dizzy! I started to hear screams in my head which was my own fear manifesting I think. I tried to hide it from everyone and not be a bother but once we decended one out of 17 stairs my teacher stopped me and told me to go up again and he convinced the elevator operator to take me down for free. Apparently  I was so pale that the operator asked if they needed to call an ambulance or doctor, at least that is what the teacher told me later.  I just heard screaming and after that day I never visited another belltower again. At best there is a bell up there! If I want something to ring in my head I just think about the look of those stairs again.

Fear # 3 Sports Balls

So this might be a weird one but yes I am quite afraid of sports balls.  This can be anything. Hockyballs , Golf Balls, Tennis Balls, Basket Balls, Soccer Balls but worst of all Volley Balls.  I am not really afraid of them when they are just laying in the grass or  in the stores.. but I still don’t trust them. I like plushies shaped like a ball or beach balls, but if a recreational sports ball has over a bar of pressure or doesn’t go “squeak” when it hits me.. I rather stay away from it. This fear goes pretty far. If I see kids play soccer on the streets I go out of my way to head through another street.  I once took a 15 minute detour to avoid a five year old kicking one of those super bouncy soccer balls against a wall.  I skipped an evening of cooking and did not eat because there was a fair with a basketball game next to the entrance of my supermarket. I would just eat crips I found at home instead and the next day I set my alarm clock early so I could go before the booth opened. 

Why? Because I always get hurt by balls.. (maybe that is why I am into women as well) . On this blog I oftenly identify with the Dojiko anime type, the adorable clutz. Yet I am not that much of a clutz.. I am.. but it is more as if luck bends in my disfavor. All those balls I mentioned before caused me a pretty nasty injury. So let to explain my fears let me explain what happend. The Hockey Ball hurt me during hockey practice at school. They did not use those tennis-like balls you often see on tv but these more solid white ones which felt almost wooden in texture.  By then I already hated spherical sporting goods and due to my motor skills I was made a goalie. When trying to stop the ONE ..coming to me I braced myself when I felt my legs slip onto the wet grass.. my legs got further and further and I ended up doing a perfectly horizontal split my legs and my pelvis aligned.. which hurt like heck.. I can’t bend that way. I did manage to stop the ball though.. but it ended up with a 50km per hour crotch shot.  WHich did not feel pleasant either. So as I groaned in pain the force knocked me backwards and I hid my head on the little wooden goalboard that functioned as a goal and my head was slightly bleeding. I could not get up cause my legs don’t bend that way so the match just got cancelled and people dragged me under a tree and bent me back so I could move again.

During a single basketball game I managed to bruise all my fingers one by one  (well the first one hit 2 and the thumb was safe)  flipping them over backwards till near breakage. The teacher forced me to play on saying i was not hurt and just pretending so I ended up bruisng the pinky on my other hand as well.  At the end the gym teacher was yelling why I did not catch a ball and I showed 5 purplish black rings around where my fingers are connected to my hand and said my fingers don’t bend that well anymore. He told me I should have told him and that I should go find someone to check it up at the hospital. No one wanted to do that so I went to my other classes for the day and had a panic attack when I realised my fingers were so bruised I could not ride my bike home anymore. Luckily I did not bruise my writing hand too much so I could still go to school the next days.. but no more basketball. 

The soccer ball was fired in my face so hard that it knocked me unconscious for a bit.. though I am pretty sure I was slammed into something and that knocked me out I don’t remember that I remember falling.. and then it fell as if I fell into another room. I took a golf ball to the eye and once during adventure putt putt golf I nearly lost my ball and had to pay for it so I went out of bounds to pick it up.. just to realise I stumbled into an area there was a flamethrower effect…I dodged that but the people of the course were NOT happy.  The volleyball also knocked me out once, it also broke my glasses at that time and before I had glasses a Volleyball once bruised my wrist when I was little. When I went to run to Daddy crying I tripped  on a door stopper thing from a garage door and got a huge head wound.  Even recently this summer I was visiting a pool late august when a group was playing soccer next to us I got a shot in the ribs. At first I thought it wasn’t so bad.. but then I noticed I had a bit more trouble breathing and I noticed a very big bruise around my ribs.

Fear #2 Being Forgotten, Being seen as something not me?!

So this is a fear I hardly am able to put into words but I fear this a lot. After that bullying I was a nobody, I had no one left. My relationship with dad was strained at best, my sister hated me for not endorsing her toxic relation and mom while sweet always saw something  that wasn’t necessarily me. Wanting me to do the normal things like go out and  go shopping and stuff like that. I did those things to see her smile but it was never really for me. When I got sick and confronted with an imminent early demise I thought no one would remember who I really was. Then I got better.. but that fear never went away.  I do not know how long I lived , I might equal you I might croak early given how many things are wrong with me on a health level.  I have come to accept that.. but what I can not accept is the idea of me going and people remembering that person I am not. “You are a sweet person” .. “You are a hardworking part of society” ..  “she had it all. .husband, children and a pet”  I would hate to be described in a way that applies to millions of other women.  When someone describes me like that I imagine myself laying in a coffin with no face. I have that as nightmares.

It is also a reason why I could not visit my demented grandpa a lot in the end. He did not remember me, he did not remember my sister either and mom the same. My sister became a cake girl.. as she used to bake a cake for him, mom remembered occasionally or otherwise he would call her nurse. Grandpa would try to make him remember me over and over again when we would visit and be like “you remember Pinkie right” and I could see the pain in his eyes of not actually knowing. Searching his head and if she would ask more than three times he would just say yes.. but I saw he did not. I had no real gimmick so I was forgotten a bit more , I lived further away so I could visit less anyway but for some reason I also spurred some violent tendencies in two of the others there.. it was a very scary experience for me.  Seeing someone they really disliked.. some sort of singer I think because sometimes they would ask me to sing songs I did not know.  Yet I am mostly concerned about my future with this fear. I do not blame grandpa but I do fear the idea .. of people remembering me..like him.. an illusion ..twisted by static .. or like those other two identifying me with something negative I am not.

I share a lot with you all on my blog as do I share a lot in real life. Sometimes works out great, other times it works out less. One of my best friends moved away and plans to stay away simply because I used to go along in his alpha energy a bit, pretending to be that more “normie” person.. spend money on drinks I did not care for, but it did not make me happy. I wanted to be me, drink the drinks I would like to order.. but it made him feel less classy. He wants to look cool with a glass of expensive whiskey and if I sit next to him with a glass of cheap wine or cherry beer they see through the high class act of his.  In the end when people less and less could put up with those fake shenanigans he just left us all behind. Which is fine, we are still friends just on different terms, I need A he Needs B.. the thing is however, he keeps imposing his values on the group.

He keeps seeing me as someone who likes everything he does, like shoving Kingdom Heart stuff down my troat. I told him I did not like the series because I do not like the way the story is told and the gameplay is just not for me either. Yet he keeps forgetting.. creating a me in his mind that loves the game because it suits him better. One the one hand it is sweet but who he is friends with its not really me. Somehow the thought terrifies me that I will be misremembered and that people in the end talk about a false me..an importer instead of the actual me! It keeps me awake sometimes and I am super scared of fading away. There was one episode of Buffy where a girl was so ignored that she became invisible.. that idea terrifies me.

Fear # 1 Wasps

I fear wasps so bad that once I spotted one closeby I have zero chill until I know it is absolutely gone, can’t reach me or preferably is dead. I don’t just kill wasps! I kill them dead. I poison them, squash them, cut them in pieces and burn them.. preferably I dump the ashes of my balcony as well. There is nothing I fear more than a wasp. As soon as I see a wasp everything the buzzes send me into a state of hyper paranoia.  During a family vacation we were once trapped in the car with a wasp while on the interstate. I went into a near catatonic state of fear where I can’t account for over an hour of driving. We could not swat at it because it was busy in traffic and dad had to focus. I remember that.. and then I heard it buzzing really close and I could not move and then nothing.  The next memory is mom handing me a cappuccino and it was suddenly dawn.  In a waterpark near Barcelona I cried in fear when the line ended up with me having to stand between two garbage cans that had wasps buzzing around them. I wanted to hold up the line until I could pass it.. so just one or two sliders in between but I was forced to stand there. It never seemed to end.

The reason I fear wasps so much is my bad luck! Dad was a wasp swatter and well he would always swat them onto me. Once under me while I was sitting down.. once he set a wasp on fire with an electrical  swatter and it landed on me and stung me.. before it finally died of the fire.  I went to a fairy tale theme park near me just to be stung in both ears on the same day and the teacher yelling at me for not listening to her.. (but I could not hear her due to the swelling … well unless she screamed) I also got stung on my nose that day. I got stung under my fingernail.. in that soft flesh between my toes. Even when I am not swatting at them in an attempt to get some piece of mind and even if I zone out.. for some reason they target me still. They look so evil as well. Not a single creature in nature I think looks as creepy as a wasp (if we would give them a universal size)  sure a Hippo should be scarier.. or a tiger.. but honestly I would rather jump into a tiger den and punch my way to safety  and being shredded .. possibly than walking the same distance trough a wasp infestation. For some reason I am the perfect wasp snack. 

One time I left my balcony door open .. the summer of 2018.. when a HUGE wasp got in somehow. It was like the size of Fat Alberts thumb! It kept buzzing around so I could not go to sleep. I set a light trap for it hoping to capture it in the hallway. But I had to find some materials so briefly would have to use the kitchen light as well.. it crawled into the light fixture there and now was in the lamp.. but I know he could crawl out. ..so I could not sleep again.  For a brief moment I considered flooding my kitchen with gas and tossing in my lighter to explode it.. that is how much I was panicking but instead I deactivated the light and made another one.. as soon as it crawled out.. it looked like something out of a horror movie. I almost emptied and entire can of hairspray on it then dove into my hallway and closed the door. 

I got into the bathroom and took a shower.. also closing the door.. believing that if it crawled under the door the downpour or water would certainly kill it. I hid in that bathroom for almost an hour before I slowly walked back and I saw it on the floor.. it was still alive. Too afraid to step on it with my shoes I jumped over it, dropped my heaviest book on it and trapped it and put the remains in an empty wine bottle. I filled that wine bottle with some aggressive corrosive drain clog stuff and boiling water, closed the bottle and put it on my balcony … in a double trash bag. I could finally sleep after that.. even if it was already 6 in the morning by the time I had that all done! Even then I was still scared it would somehow return or have spawn! When a wasp is around I feel like there is a vice around my entire body!

What are some of your fears?! Do you fear something mundane?  Any fear you know is silly but you can´t help it? Let me know in the comments! If you happen to fear money.. I have the perfect solution for you! Support my Kofi and get rid of some of that nasty cash you don’t want! It would help us both out!

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    1. Really? That is quite interesting because I am a INFP according to that test. I assume it’s mostly the number 2 one? Or others as well?!

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      1. Well around me sports balls are usualy tools of disaster and bringers of injury! Usually the sight is not that Kawaii, bend fingers, bleeding forhead, big bruises xD .. So not sure if it’s Kawaii.. the fear might be .. the combination of me and sports balls certainly is not XD

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  1. I agree on phone calls; I often get anxious before making them. In terms of fears, spiders are a prominent one for me; I personally find that they are okay in how they live, but the way the larger ones move and suddenly appear really gets to me.

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    1. Spiders I do not like.. especially the big red evil looking one that paralysed my arm for a day that was around our pool when it bit me ( we used to have a small pool in our yard and I think it hitched a ride from our banana tree and made the filter area it’s nest) . .luckily after seeing that one though I havent been afraid of the tinier ones.
      I am weary of a few that could bite but usually they are so predictable that I can vacuum them or kill them effectively! Still not a spider fan either!

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  2. I am with you on phone calls. I’m afraid of heights. I can step on a small step ladder, but am afraid on a roof or just being only a couple floors up and looking down. Even with a window there.

    And in general, other people kind if scare me. Especially after all the things going on this year.

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  3. “Fear #2 Being Forgotten, Being seen as something not me?!” Well…all I can say to that is that you will never be forgotten. You have made a huge impact here in the blogging community, and your posts are something I’m looking forward to immensely each day. And no that isn’t a lie. In that way, as these posts are totally you, you won’t be forgotten.
    If I were to have a fear of phone calls I would have to quit my job as I work in a callcentre😅😅 I get it though…it’s definitely something that can be scary for sure😊
    Wasps though: I’m terrified of them. When one even comes close I turn into a hysteric figure that even upturned a table once at a restaurant because there was a wasp buzzing near me. (Needless to say I had a shamefaced red face when that happened😅😅😅).

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    1. Aww thanks on your kind words on Fear 2!
      I know I will be remembered ..yet in case of some real life friends I always wonder.. If I am remembered wrong am I even remembered? So it is a big thing of stress for me.

      I had to answer the the phone on my old work and that wasn’t as bad… as I was answering for the company.. but I really get anxious on the phone.. except when India calls I have fun with scammers. I tend to get suckered into lots of phone deals though! Just because I am super nervous!

      Wasps are so evil! I once left a burger place trough a window because there was a wasp on my table.. and it was a huge window.. they thought I was dashing and I explained and they laughed hard. I got another spot while they hunted the wasp! I can rarely contain myself from running from it.
      Back before my dads bankrupcy we had a pool at home and I was doing the garden when a wasp started chasing me.. I dove in the pool clothes and all .. while tossing my phone to an earthy patch of soil to not break it! But I felt I was safe! .. To bad the pool had been chlorine shocked just before so everything was ruined.

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      1. I can understand that fear. But you know something, one of the few lines I did like in the last Star Wars was Luke saying: Nobody is ever really gone. And so it is with you. Even though I don’t yet know you in real life, the impression you leave here on your blog is enough to convince me of the fact that you are one heck of a person and I can’t imagine people will ever forget you😀
        Haha…I hear you on the phone deals….maybe I should give you some training for those (it’s part of my job 😅😀😀). Those scammers can be seriously annoying though…for real😊
        Well…somehow me upturning a table at a restaurant doesn’t seem half as bad now😅😅 Wow, that’s even worse…but to be honest: that really could have been me too! In fact if that were to happen to me, I would react the same way!😊😊

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  4. I think the phone thing is more common than we realize. I have another friend who simply absolutely does not talk on the phone. We all know it, so she used to just have an answering machine that screened calls. We’d leave messages like, Hi, I know you are there, I just wanted to let you know… or we wanted to do this or that and then she would have someone else call back for her fir we needed an answer before she saw us again. I’m pretty accepting of people, so it was just, okay, she doesn’t use the phone. Shrug. As far as the stairs, given your physical issues that sounds more like good sense than a phobia. I have a fear of heights so certain types of stairs scare me – like the open ironwork ones where you can see down THROUGH the step your foot is on. Oh HELL no. 😛 And if it wobbles or feels soft, forget it. Sports balls – again given your experiences, no wonder. I haven’t been hit by balls, but by things used to hit balls a couple of times. Like I had to walk behind someone at bat in baseball once. I tried to time it right and wall WAAAAAY behind them but they somehow like ran backward or something, I don’t know, but their backswing got me in the face. When I woke up… and then my front teeth are all gone because I had to walk behind someone playing pingpong. Again, they really did run a long ways backwards and got me in the face on the backswing. And basically broke the three teeth in the front of my mouth. It was a huge deal because it happened on Xmas eve and I couldn’t get to a dentist until like Jan. 6th. As for being forgotten, I’m pretty sure I will be 😛 And I’m okay with it. But I can also understand where you are coming from. Empty platitudes are the worst. However, I can’t imagine anyone forgetting our unique and wonderful creative Pinkie the blogger. There could be an actual reason for why wasps attack you. My hubby has kidney disease, and because of that it’s actually scientifically shown he smells “sweet” to insects. He smells “tasty” and every mosquito in 100 miles zones in on him. Flies, too. Some animals take an instant dislike to him, others act like he’s catnip to cats (and most cats do love him). Much of it is probably due to a difference in how animals can smell him because of the kidney failure. Not so surprising when you realize they are even training dogs now to smell certain diseases, cancers, and even COVID! So it may be that you smell either yummy or dangerous to wasps. Or etable. Something. Again, seems perfectly reasonable to fear something that keeps attacking you! I freak out over roaches. I do mean, FREAK OUT. I scream and run and fall over things and climb walls. My hubby loves it, sometimes, as he can come as my great hero rescuer and kill the roach. Then we moved to New Mexico and they have GIANT FLYING ROACHES. OMG. Then I really screamed and ran around and ended up closed in a room with a towel under the door. No clue why. It’s not like they do bite or anything. Never had a bad experience with them I can remember – but they terrify me. In my life as an animal nerd I’ve been bitten by a number of animals, and never ended up scared of any of them. But let a roach run across the floor and I’m outta there. Screaming like a banshee.

    Maybe I’m just a partial INFP 😛

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    1. Stairs with my motor skills is an issue but it can manifest as a phobia, I can experience true dread when walking down a spirally stairs. Which is worse if I hear someone above me.. I feel I am being chased then and need to plunge myself into danger and sometimes I block not being able to descent the stairs.. not that often .. but some stairs do that.

      Roaches I only once really experienced in a house in spain.. there was a roach season there.. the entire area was swarming with them. I did not fear them but I got a bit uneasy around them.. but yeah they could fly as well ans were pretty huge. Very crunch if you stepped on them.. and sometimes there were so many it was hard to avoid!

      I heard about the Wasp thing before, maybe it is my body chemistry because they do tend to be more aggresive around me.. even when I ignore them once they entered my aura they really prefer to buzz around me and not even my food or something. Not sure how I stop that though!

      I’ve been bitten by just about every insect as well, lots of spider bites, some weird crawly things but mostly wasps!

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      1. Okay, you’ve creeped me out completely with roach season in Spain. I know where I’m never going to visit.

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  5. Oh my gosh, I can relate to every one of these fears. I hate phone calls with a passion! And at night, I’ll hold on to the ledge when walking on my staircase because I’m afraid I’ll fall! Sports was always something I hated doing in school because the sports balls would hit me in the face…being forgotten is something that happens to me a lot. And wasps, I despise them in real life AND in animal crossing! Especially animal crossing…
    My biggest fear is still dogs though 😦
    Anyway, great article as always Pinkie! Keep it up!

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    1. Aww thanks!
      I remember reading about your fear of dogs! Weirdly I have this vibe that all dogs really like me.. so opposite of wasps.. like they all beg for attention and pats! Even very wild dogs become very tranquil around me! I feared them for a bit as well though!

      Wasps in animal crossing I learned to deal with never shaking trees without a net and from a good angle but yeah I had some terrifying chases .. I dislike them but I don’t find them as scary!

      Sports in school was horrible! I got injured so often xD .. enough that I ended up being allowed to skip gym classes here and there when they thought I might get too injured xD.

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      1. BAH! Your friends know nothing, Jon Snow! I don’t recall it being very advisable to ignore rapid bears, angry moose, hungry wolves, or aggressive fire ants, so how is it supposedly safer to ignore wasps? No, simply no.

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  6. “Hockyballs”, who knew! I always thought they used pucks and an alternative never even crossed my mind… Somehow that seems like a personal failing and I suppose that’s scary?? Eh, not really. I could go all FDR and claim “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself…” But that seems like a copout and also, I know there are things that go bump in the night and sometimes that bump has fangs and glowing eyes and a very bad attitude.

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  7. Ice-Hockey isnt very big here.. it is in Germany but we Dutchies excel in the Grass variant, fair bit of titles to our name, and our “cheerleader-slut” variant is often connected to girls playing grass hockey!

    I know I should not fear things I do.. but these are all very irrational fears of mine! Funnily I could see.. not knowing off field hockey .. ignorance or whatever could be one of yours! But I think you are hyper inteligent like a super computer, so i might just be over imaginative!

    I wish fanged creatures of the night would visit me, tough they better not be bumping into my stuff! Its mostly new!

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  8. “our “cheerleader-slut” variant is often connected to girls playing grass hockey!” There is a joke with a double entendre in there somewhere (probably something to do with slutty girls and grass) that I’m not seeing because its late here and my super computer isn’t being very imaginative at the moment… As for the vampire, I keep thinking you might enjoy the visit if it were Gina Davis in Transilvania 9000, I think she would be more interested in you than your furniture. ;-P

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    1. I looked her up and I do not like her outfit! I would like a slightly more subtle vampire girl, someone with a brain, personality and fangs, I would not go for the Sucky Mc Tits look! After all I need an immortal conversation partner!

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      1. Well… admittedly she is no Jeanette Voerman, though vampire chicks have a certain appeal and after a few centuries I would definitely expect a few things would stick in her mind and not just her um… cleavage! Though I agree what’s the point of a relationship with an immortal if at the very least the conversation isn’t good!

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  9. I’m going to resist an obvious Lady Gaga reference when it comes to Fear #5. However, it is understandable not reading body language or nonverbals if there’s no video feed on a call.

    Wasps are scary. I remember last year when some of them snuck into where I live and were chilling in my bedroom window like they were paying rent. There was a nest outside that window, so I had to spray that infested area. That really wasn’t fun.

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    1. Wasps really do not like me, but yeah if I had a nest outside my bedroom I would pay exterimators to come kill it, crush it and set the remains on fire afterwards. I would not sleep in the bedroom for days!

      Phone calls alwaysscare me to an extend, weird how I can have a normal conversation but without the human feedback it really freaks me out and I have so many thoughts it is very unplesant.. maybe I am weird xD

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      1. Yeah, wasps are nasty little creatures. I don’t blame you for feeling that way even if the nests are exterminated.

        I see. It’s one thing if you’re expecting a phone call from a friend or family member, but if it’s anyone else even I can be nervous even if I know that person (like a boss, co-worker, someone I have an appointment with, etc.).

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