Between the spectrum!

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I’ve officially watched every serial killer documentary Netflix has to offer. At this point, if there was a PhD in "Staring Blankly at Grainy CCTV Footage," I’d be aceing it. I draw the line at horror, though—ghosts are unrealistic, but a guy with a basement and a manifesto? That’s just Tuesday night entertainment.

The problem is, this "education" has turned me into a paranoid investigator.

Last week, during my 5:00 AM personal training session at the gym, I spotted it: a roll of black electrical tape sitting right next to a bowl of jelly beans. My brain immediately hit the panic button. 

"Hey," I call my trainer "why is this here?"  pointing to the black tape.

My trainer started explaining how he used it to patch up the cushions on the gym machines, or how he’d used a strip to fix his watch strap. I’m not sure what else he said because I zoned out after "watch strap." I just shrugged and went back to my deadlifts.

A few seconds later, he hovered over me with a look of genuine concern. "Wait… why did you ask me that?" he asked, looking suspicious. "At five in the morning?"

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and levelled with him. "Look, don't take this the wrong way, but I’ve watched enough documentaries to know that black tape is basically the official theme for kidnappers."

He stared at me in disbelief. "Seriously?! You’ve known me for six years, and you think I’m a psychopath?!"

"No!" I defended myself. "I just… I’ve never actually seen black tape in real life before. And besides, I cleared your name as soon as you mentioned the watch strap. Real psychos don't fix watches; they just lose track of time while being creepy."

He spent the rest of the session shaking his head, lecturing me about how I’ve officially rotted my brain watching those documentaries. I felt so guilty that I promised to swear off the dark stuff. No more thrillers. I decided to pivot to something "safe" and "normal."

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Rom-coms. It.is.my.next.Big.Mistake.

It’s been a week, and I’m losing my mind for a different reason. Every rom-com is the same: a girl with a perfectly messy life meets the "Richie Rich" billionaire either in Italy, Paris or Hawaii, or at a destination wedding. And don’t even get me started on K-Dramas. Those guys aren't just green flags; they are entire forests of perfection. They are gorgeous, wealthy, and apparently have nothing better to do than save those girls' lives in a chaotic disaster.

I did the math. If 1% of the world are serial killers and 1% are billionaire "green flag" models, what happened to the other 98%? Where are the In-Betweeners?

Is "normal" really too boring for TV? Because honestly, the In-Betweeners are way more interesting. They’re the people in my real life:

  • The barista at my local cafe who sneaks me a free donut every day.

  • The neighbour who drops off a warm meal just because.

  • The friend who calls every single day to check in.

  • The husband who actually has dinner ready when I get home.

  • The friend who insists on hauling fresh veggies over from her garden.

  • And many more interesting people around 

I’m done with the extremes. Real life is a lot less cinematic, but the snacks are much better. What's your favourite genre?

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