Ghosts

In a little over one month, I'm going to be visiting the Philippines. I've always been a little afraid of going over there, because when my cousin BG went there when he was a kid, he got lice and his parents had to shave his head. For some reason, when I was a kid, I was afraid of having my head shaved. Of course, I've been shaving my own head every week for the last 5 years, so I looking back I don't see why I'm so afraid of going to the Philippines.

Maybe it's because my grandmother tells a lot of ghost stories about her town, and my insane aunts talk about how when they were children they used to see and take care of the Virgin Mary and Baby Jesus. I'm not afraid of ghosts, but I am afraid of insane people, and my family is pretty crazy. Like seriously batshit insane.

Thinking about my grandmother's ghost stories, and watching movies like Resident Evil, I sometimes wonder what I would do in the presence of an undead creature. I would like to think that I would be able to use my samurai abilities to vanquish my foes, but more realistically I would run off like a little girl while Casper tries to chase me.