16/10/2014 - My take on "horror" and a bucket list.

Those who have gone on a few movie dates with me will know that I'm adamantly against watching "horror" films. Are the quotation marks necessary? Not really but I'm gonna leave them there. Now why am I against watching "horror" films(and this extends to playing "horror" games and going to "haunted houses")? Most of my friends would say it's because I'm scared of them. On the contrary, the truth is I am simply not intrigued by them at all. They don't scare me at all. And if you are gonna give me shit like "Oh but you flinched when so and so jump scare came up," I'm gonna just tell you to fuck off because it was merely a reflex reaction. If something suddenly jumps up into your face and you don't react to it, I'm gonna applaud and salute you because one day you will die from your lack of reaction to sudden "attacks". It was only a primal response that serves a very real purpose - our self preservation. But do I feel any actual fear? Chances are I didn't and I wouldn't.

Now what I really don't understand is the same people who love these "horror" films, games and "haunted houses" in my life are such massive pussies when it comes to scary places in real life. A dark corridor leading into almost nothing and the park at night. Oh don't talk about the supernatural and please can we turn on the lights on our phones. Come the fuck on, you seek the sensation of fear and when the chance for the greatest and deepest sensation of true fear presents itself, you pussy out like a baby. As for me, ever since that night walk on Pulau Ubin where I thought I saw all those figures resembling WWII soldiers in the aftermath of an engagement, tending wounded, laying dead or suffering from shell shock, just dazing into space and that one guy beckoning me in the forest path, nothing scares me any more because afterwards, I found out it was a trick on my mind and it was actually just light dancing off the leaves and my mind forming images out of nothing.

So now that that's done, I suppose we should get on with my bucket list, eh? Would take a while for me to list it out because I have never really given this much thought. In no particular order of importance:

1. Be famous on YouTube/Twitch. Have always wanted to start something there, perhaps vlogging, gaming or livestreaming. Nothing started yet because procrastination.
2. Own a pickup truck, Mini Cooper and Volkswagen Beetle. Why not?
3. Live in Australia for at least 2-3 years. Australia seems a wonderful place and I'm not settling down in one particular spot. I'm probably gonna explore the whole of Australia and stay in each spot for a month or two.
4. Live in Colorado for at least 2-3 years. Same shit with Australia.
5. Repeat with California.
6. Probably settle down somewhere in Cali by the coast when I'm like 45-50. 
7. Open a little cafe for people to relax and chill with a cup of coffee and maybe order some food if they are peckish when I retire.
8. Learn to make my own coffee from beans and other drinks.
9. Own a pet tortoise. I've always wanted to.
10. ???
11. Profit.

Shittiest bucket list done.