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Fear Factor by nicolette oliphant
July 25th, 2006 2:31 PM
This task is going to be completed over the course of the next three days. The Fear: Home alone at night.
Last time my boyfrind left, I payed for my sisters ticket and all her expences just so she would stay at my house. Before we lived together, I had a roomate who has to work extremely early inthe morning. He would leave at like 4 or 5 in the morning, sometimes waking me up. When I wake up there is no going back to sleep. Every noise, shadow or slightest movement make me fear for my life. I would call him in tears, begging for him to come over, or come get me. Im really nervous about this because theres no getting out of it.
So stay tuned....
tuesday night, 1:26 am
I just got home from work. I realizd that I do something that scare the shit out of me every night. I ride my bike through the park to get home. Tonight felt especially scary, knowing that no one was going to be home when I got there. It was almost a worst nightmare kinda ride. Once I was on my bike, I got kinda sad that there was no one to greet me at home. Going down haight isnt really much, but once I got to the park, it was all head winds. Of course I was wearing sandals. So Im cruising, telling myself just dont stop pedaling. Then the noises under the wind kept playing tricks on me. I imagine all the people lurking in the shadows. I think a dog is going to run out of the bushes and chase me down. i dont even want to tell you all the horrible nightmarish things I think on my way home from work. When I turn my head to get the wind out of my ears, I see statues hiding in shadow and trees. Then halfway through the park, my sandal breaks. I almost cried. I still feel nauseous. Just dont stop pedalling. Let your fucking shoe fall off. Let it fall off.
Obviously I made it, with my shoe, fucking three dollar old navy sandal. fuck. ok, more later.
I guess its wednesday now, 5:28 am
i just got off a 3 hour phone call with my buddie Reggie. He was faded, but I can talk to that man for hours (obviously). he has to be at work at 8. haha. he made me feel better. he sent me a pic of him. im going to bed now. im thinking Ill put on a movie, or I might just lie in bed till sunrise, then ill finally be able to sleep. god dammit.
wednesday/thursday night/morning 2:24 am
ok, im home from work. i had a few beers with coworkers. just ate a burger and futurama is on. thats good. didnt get much sleep last night. I tried to watch brokeback moutain when I got in bed last night. The audio when no one was talking was really peaceful, but I mostly watched with my eyes closed. i dont think I fell asleep until around 7.I slept to around 11:30 when Stevan Perea call to go on the GG Stroll.
Im really tired and scared about when theres going to be nothing left on TV. im trying to figure out what this 'Allowed tags: h1, b, i, em , strong, a, ul, li, pre, hr, big, small, blockquote, img.
You can also include proof images with the special "proof tag", , where "n" is the number of the image, "s" is the size (between 1% and 100%) and "a" is the alignment (left or right). Example:
will include the second proof file at 50% of its normal size. ' means. oh well.
wow, i just hit submit, now i figured it out. that was weird
5 am
in bed, scared. good night, hopefully
2:42 pm
just woke up. arrggghhhh, i have to get ready for work. I was hoping to accomplish something today.
friday morning 2:25 am
Got home a little while ago. I tried to record the noises of my house, but all you can hear is static. I have to go to bed.
It was a crazy few days. I wish, but am too affriad to elaborate on what goes on in my head while I sit here alone.
good night
friday 12:53
Just recieved bad, bad news. The boy is not coming home for one more day.
Im kind of disappointed how my proof turned out, so I guess this gives me one more day to submit something 'creative'.
friday/saturday 2:27 am
I am so spooked right now. I just got home. A block and a half from my house someone tried to intentionally hit me on my bike. Like I said before I follow traffic laws when Im on my bike and I was clearly at the stop sign first. Halfway through the intersection this guy hits the gas. I was so scared that they were going to make a u-turn and follow me the rest of the way home. I have laundry downstairs that I need to finish and I am too scared to go down there. ohhh geez. more later
saturday 4:12 am
ok, I didnt do anything creative. I want to sleep. I ate half a medicinal vgan banana bread. Im getting to bed. Sweet dream......hopefully.
Last time my boyfrind left, I payed for my sisters ticket and all her expences just so she would stay at my house. Before we lived together, I had a roomate who has to work extremely early inthe morning. He would leave at like 4 or 5 in the morning, sometimes waking me up. When I wake up there is no going back to sleep. Every noise, shadow or slightest movement make me fear for my life. I would call him in tears, begging for him to come over, or come get me. Im really nervous about this because theres no getting out of it.
So stay tuned....
tuesday night, 1:26 am
I just got home from work. I realizd that I do something that scare the shit out of me every night. I ride my bike through the park to get home. Tonight felt especially scary, knowing that no one was going to be home when I got there. It was almost a worst nightmare kinda ride. Once I was on my bike, I got kinda sad that there was no one to greet me at home. Going down haight isnt really much, but once I got to the park, it was all head winds. Of course I was wearing sandals. So Im cruising, telling myself just dont stop pedaling. Then the noises under the wind kept playing tricks on me. I imagine all the people lurking in the shadows. I think a dog is going to run out of the bushes and chase me down. i dont even want to tell you all the horrible nightmarish things I think on my way home from work. When I turn my head to get the wind out of my ears, I see statues hiding in shadow and trees. Then halfway through the park, my sandal breaks. I almost cried. I still feel nauseous. Just dont stop pedalling. Let your fucking shoe fall off. Let it fall off.
Obviously I made it, with my shoe, fucking three dollar old navy sandal. fuck. ok, more later.
I guess its wednesday now, 5:28 am
i just got off a 3 hour phone call with my buddie Reggie. He was faded, but I can talk to that man for hours (obviously). he has to be at work at 8. haha. he made me feel better. he sent me a pic of him. im going to bed now. im thinking Ill put on a movie, or I might just lie in bed till sunrise, then ill finally be able to sleep. god dammit.
wednesday/thursday night/morning 2:24 am
ok, im home from work. i had a few beers with coworkers. just ate a burger and futurama is on. thats good. didnt get much sleep last night. I tried to watch brokeback moutain when I got in bed last night. The audio when no one was talking was really peaceful, but I mostly watched with my eyes closed. i dont think I fell asleep until around 7.I slept to around 11:30 when Stevan Perea call to go on the GG Stroll.
Im really tired and scared about when theres going to be nothing left on TV. im trying to figure out what this 'Allowed tags: h1, b, i, em , strong, a, ul, li, pre, hr, big, small, blockquote, img.
You can also include proof images with the special "proof tag", , where "n" is the number of the image, "s" is the size (between 1% and 100%) and "a" is the alignment (left or right). Example:
will include the second proof file at 50% of its normal size. ' means. oh well.wow, i just hit submit, now i figured it out. that was weird
5 am
in bed, scared. good night, hopefully
2:42 pm
just woke up. arrggghhhh, i have to get ready for work. I was hoping to accomplish something today.
friday morning 2:25 am
Got home a little while ago. I tried to record the noises of my house, but all you can hear is static. I have to go to bed.
It was a crazy few days. I wish, but am too affriad to elaborate on what goes on in my head while I sit here alone.
good night
friday 12:53
Just recieved bad, bad news. The boy is not coming home for one more day.
Im kind of disappointed how my proof turned out, so I guess this gives me one more day to submit something 'creative'.
friday/saturday 2:27 am
I am so spooked right now. I just got home. A block and a half from my house someone tried to intentionally hit me on my bike. Like I said before I follow traffic laws when Im on my bike and I was clearly at the stop sign first. Halfway through the intersection this guy hits the gas. I was so scared that they were going to make a u-turn and follow me the rest of the way home. I have laundry downstairs that I need to finish and I am too scared to go down there. ohhh geez. more later
saturday 4:12 am
ok, I didnt do anything creative. I want to sleep. I ate half a medicinal vgan banana bread. Im getting to bed. Sweet dream......hopefully.
This gets my vote--staying home alone at night is not my favorite thing either...