Fear

Lately, I have been swimming. 50% because it's exercise other than boring running, 35% because I can tan while doing it, 15% because I have nothing else to do with my time and it gets me away from my laptop/k dramas.

The pool at the apartment I'm residing at is a decent size. I have rarely seen anyone else in it and find myself always swimming alone, which is fine by me since I like my space and I don't have to look out for anyone when I do laps. Also, I wear goggles since I have contacts and want to be able to see underwater and not run into a wall.

Two days ago, while doing the front stroke, I was looking at the bottom of the pool (only goes to 5 ft) and saw a black dot. As I moved closer, I realized that there were multiple lines attached to the dot and then to confirm my suspicions, I realized it was... yes.

a spider


EEEK!


If you have ever asked me about my nightmares/fears, you would know that I am deathly afraid of spiders. I have only one outstanding recurring nightmare since I was a kid which is that I'm stuck in my house, barefeet, with millions... no bajillions of hairy freakin tarantulas covering the floor, ceilings, and walls and all crawling towards me. I run away and open the door to see a ginormous mother of a tarantula with it's 8 beady eyes all looking at me with hunger and fangs covered in drool. So basically I have to choose between the armies of tarantulas to step ontop..with no socks... or the one friggin umma one. UGH!! blerg!
If you are with me and see a small whatever spider, I most likely won't react like someone who is scared. But inside, know that I am terrified and crying like a little girl.

After I saw the spider in the pool, and confirmed (it was a daddy long leg btw), thoughts started rushing to my head like OmG! the spider has come to get me. I can't swim above it or else it will release itself from the floor and float to me and attach itself to me. From then on, for the additional 20 or so minutes I was in the pool, I never had my feet touch the floor in fear that the spider was following me from the bottom of the pool and would immediately bite me as soon as I let my meaty toes hit the floor. I also proceeded to never look at the spider again, except for from my peripheral vision.

When I was younger, I woke up one day and sat up, only to find a spider crawling across the pillow that my head had been lying on merely seconds before. I screamed like a pansy and ran for my parents' room and yelled to my dad; "DAD! SPIDER!! DAD!"

I tried to wikipedia it just now to write some more interesting facts about spiders but I lasted 4.5 seconds on the page because there were too many pictures.. soo friggin scary. How can anyone like these hairy gross crawling things that have poisonous species, 8 eyes, and types that can jump... ereggegreageageragra. gives me the heebies jeebies