The Day I Scared Them With My Scream and Feared Them With My (Inability To) Swim

(F#%k the caption. I am one (small but) bigtime pengecut.

I close my eyes one eye all the way everytime watching any Jap-horror,

I get goosebumps seeing balloons that float,
I grit my teeth and shut my ears when I see glasses and mirrors,
let's not go to hissing insects, no legged reptiles and deep blue water.)

I'm back home.

Safe, sunburnt, sweaty and very very stinky.

Maggots (or were they worms?) are one intimate creature,
I tell you.
Although they smell pretty nasty.
Hffff, can still smell them around my fingers as I type this and,
I can still feel them trying to climb up my arm and make way into my sportsbra.

Before I take my hour (or two) long of shower,
get this my friend..

No matter how fit you are,
no matter how fast you can be,
no matter how more flexible you can become,
no matter how your mind tells your body to overcome your fear,

.. if you can't swim,
you ain't shit.


Babi.