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05/30/2002 entry: "Spider movies"

So tonight, I saw Arachniphobia for the first time (did I spell that right? oh well).

First, some background. I'm terrified of spiders. I'm terrified of most insects, actually. Anything that bites, crawls, jumps, flies, stings... that's pretty much every insect. I have actually not slept in my room because there was a spider in there.

I also have seen a lot of horror movies in my day. Everything from psychological thrillers to campy movies with not so special effects. I do occasionally get grossed out from some of the not so good movies, once in a while to the point of being nauseous. Not often, though. I admit I will sometimes avert my gaze during particularly gross scenes, but it's not a big deal. I have jumped during a movie, though rarely. Once was during The Others.

However, never- I repeat NEVER- have I literally hid my eyes in my hands, OR screamed. I did both tonight. During most of the action with the spiders biting people and jumping on people, I hid my face in my hands and peeked through my fingers when I thought it was over. During the scene where the huge spider is attacking jeff daniels, I actually screamed in the midst of saying "Oh my god" one too many times. Immediately after I realized what I had done, I proclaimed that I should definitely not be watching that movie.

I'm kind of glad I saw it, but then again, I'm kind of mad at myself for letting that kind of movie get to me that way. It's just that it completely got to one of my greatest fears.

And now, I'm off to do work. Because it's the end of the term and I have a bunch still to do. But my two papers are out of the way, so that's good. Rock on.