Ants should die.

So I'm walking down the street...and i glance down to find that my shoe is untied. Naturally, i Neal down and begin to tie it. Tying the knot....making the loop...circle around...HOLYFUDECRACKERS! MY KNEE!
I then discover that my knee is completely covered in ants and they are attacking me like there is no tomorrow. I jump up and try to swap them all away with my hands, but it's too late;they'd already bitten a good portion of my knee.Later on i would find out that they'd gotten me 25 times.

Yeah, my knee got all swollen and gross looking and itched/stung like a mo-fo. It was extremely terrifying for me, I was scared my knee would just fall off or something.
Have I never mentioned that one of my fears is getting eat alive by ants?...well it is.
Yes, i realize this is a silly thing to be wasting my time over, but I'm honestly horrified that one day i will get eaten alive by ants. I'm not sure when i developed this fear, or why... But somehow i did.
So naturally, when this happened i was completely horrified; i had to try really hard not to cry. And you've got to admit--25 ant bites is an awful lot. i must sound like such a baby...

So while we're on the subject of my fears, another thing I'm scared of is a plane crashing on me and killing me.
Yes, another silly thing to freight.
Every time a plane passes over me i always get really freaked out and and i don't calm down until i know good and well that the plane has passed me completely. The scariest part is when the plane is moving closer, and i can hear the sound getting louder--I'm always scared the noise will keep getting louder and louder until the plane crashes and i die.
The weird thing is, I'm not scared to get ONTO a plane....I'm not scared of being IN the plane and it crashing, just of one crashing ON me. I've never ridden on a plane though...so who knows, maybe I'll freak out when i actually get in the plane.


My dad got really mad at me earlier, and at the end of his ranting he says 'AND YOUR GOING TO EAT GREEN BEANS EVERYDAY, OKAY?!' --totally random and weird. What the heck does he mean? like dude...green beans have NOTHING to do with anything he'd been yelling at me about. And why would he want me to eat them every flipping day? that's just gross.... -sigh- I'm never going to understand my dad...

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