Originally Posted by Vivi22
A real man seals his suit, polarizes the visor and takes his chances.
A real man seals his suit, polarizes the visor and takes his chances.
Sometimes I still feel this way, if I'm in a strange place alone. At my friend's house I sleep with a lamp on.
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Yeah, it sucked, it was based on an odd book so failure was a given. I don't think they've even made the other books in the series as movies.
I used to hate being alone in the dark because of all the stupid ghost stuff my brother watched (okay I think he watched it for the boy but still).....Ha, but I remember that brother would sit on the steps at night waiting for someone to go upstairs with him.
But I usually watched t.v, sometimes played video games (I hated not having my back to a wall so only rarely would this occur since the systems were in a diff room), that way there'd be some sound when no one else was there....
Also, going upstairs alone, not touching the toybox and hearing things fall anyways was sort of creepy too.
I'm perfectly fine with the dark, even as a child I was never scared of it, I was strange like that.
Sometimes a thought enters my mind "what if someone/thing's watching me?" Then I remember I just don't care either way. What's the worst they can do? If it's supernatural, my fear isn't going to help me. If it's human, I can them off if I'm awake or, if I'm asleep, then what they do doesn't matter. I spend a lot of time dwelling on the future always seeing that past experience rings truer than any advice people give me ("be positive, it helps"... yeah right, go f yourself), I don't need to waste my nights dwelling on what could be in my closet.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
I was mostly awake at night when I was growing up anyway, and I got used to the dark. I feel more comfortable in the dark than I do in the light. I guess that's just something that happens when you have to make a living stealing things to survive
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