- Insects and spiders. I’m pretty sure the only insect that I would be able to knowingly hold in my bare hand, is a ladybug. And even then I find it kind of freaky. I’ve been known to see a spider on the floor, put a glass over it and leave the room. Can’t deal.
- Aloof people. As much as I’d like to be, I am not the aloof type. I’m not cool enough and I’ve accepted that. A faux (or real) ‘uncaring’ attitude is just something I haven’t been able to master ever, so when I see it in others or if I’m ever on the receiving end, it freaks me out. If I’m around an aloof person, I automatically feel like I have to impress them, which makes me nervous, which in turns makes me a lot less impressive. I just want them to like me! I want to win people over! It’s disconcerting.
- Skin diseases. Rashes and the like. Show me a medical book with skin diseases if you want me to feel uncomfortable and ill for a long period of time.
- Negotiating fees. Asking for money is not fun at all but seems to be a huge part of my life these days. It’s so nerve-wracking. Especially if you’re friends with the person you’re asking the funds from. I know it’s business, but it’s still awkward.
- I used to be a lot worse with flying, but now I’ve done it so much I’m okay. I can’t deal with turbulence though.
- Watching public live arts performances of people you know. For example, your dad doing a gig in a bar. Or your best friend doing stand-up comedy. I’m pretty sure I get more nervous than the performers themselves. What if they forget the words? What if they trip up?! So freaky!
- The thought of giving birth. The actual act. I’ve heard horror stories, really terrible horror stories. One word: Episiotomy. I know it’s kind of an irrational fear, but damn it makes me anxious. The first time I watched ‘Knocked Up‘ I cried during the birthing scene. Enough said.
In conclusion, I’m a paranoid, highly strung person.
The end.
2. Definitely! I get totally freaked out by aloof people – my flatmate is like that, and I feel like I’m not cool, or not worth the bother of even SPEAKING to or replying to a question, which really irritates me and then makes me nervous and jumpy around her. And I’m one of those people almost everyone gets along with in some way or another, even if it’s just passing conversation ‘hey, how’d your day go?’ I’d still like an answer ‘yeah, ok, yours?’.
I think it’s polite. Aloofness makes me feel squirmy. When I can’t figure someone out, or cant figure out how to get them to like me, I just shut down.
I have a video of me giving birth…
…while I had a skin rash….
….on a plane during turbulence….
….while my best mate did a stand up routine in the corner….
….to a bunch of aloof strangers….
…and negotiating the fees with my midwife…
…ALL while there was a spider on the ceiling.
How do you feel? :)
JK, K-Lowe.
hahah that’s the best come back to that story!
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Oh god I read a terrifying birth story on twitter, I’m too scared to verify it but apparently doctors pulled a baby’s head off when they were trying to get it out of its mother in Brazil :-(
I was reading through an issue of debate and saw the line “Katherine is no ordinary fashion blogger” and thought that sounded pretty familiar. Lowe and behold, it was talking about the Katherine I thought it was!
I dare you to Google Images brown “brown recluse spider necrosis”. Ewwwww. I’m glad that spiders here don’t do anything of the sort.
Insects & spiders totally freak me out too. They are terrifying! x
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I just had to click on the Episiotomy link..
Why oh why does that have to be a real thing that happens!??!
Oh gosh, I am so so so awful at bartering! Last year during a trip to where I grew up, in Brunei, I was attempting to haggle a boat ride. My infamous line was “I’ve got thirty OR forty dollars”. My boyfriend still harasses over it, and boy do I deserve it!
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Oh, and plane rides too! I didn’t mind at all when I was younger, but now I get so so so nervous!
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