"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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went to watch 'the maid' with jeremy and andrew today. it wasn't that scary. unlike the better horror films which build suspense throughout the movie, the only part scary about this was the occasional shocks it gave you. there was no climax or anything. i was even bored during parts of the movie.

yes, even i, the self-admitted scaredy-cat.

strange. i used to be terribly frightened of the dark and ghosts and all that stuff. even in sec 4. but now i don't feel anything anymore. i've lost my sense of fear, around the same time as when i lost my tears. one day i realised i couldn't cry anymore. they're gone, lost somewhere in the many transitions i've been through this year. lost a part of me. all my emotions are numbed down, diminished. makes me feel dead.