Game of Thrones Season 1

My friend Jerleen suggested that I watch the Game of Thrones, and another close friend of mine, Sonya, suggested that I read the books. I found the books in National Book Store and was pretty excited that I found them. But when I tried to read them, I kind of gave up because ... okay, I know it's a pretty lame excuse but the font was too small and it made my eyes hurt (no more glasses please!) and the sentences were difficult for me to decipher. I know that I've read some classics (Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, a gift from Sonya) and actually understood it, but I felt very intimidated by how thick Game of Thrones was, and how there are FIVE books. Five! Well, that's not really a reason ... I love reading books! I mean, Percy Jackson and The Olympians is a pentalogy, and I devoured them. But this one ... Intimidates me so much..

So I decided to watch the series instead.

It was not what I expected.

I did not expect to feel:

1. SCARED. Yup, very scared. When my mom retired to her room last night and left me all alone in the living room to continue watching, I had to restrain myself from bolting upstairs with her. And the freaking light was on too! Who gets scared in broad (artificial) light?
2. TERRIFIED. I know those White Walkers make corpses come to life like zombies (my favorite monsters! Hello, Frankenstein and Walking Dead!), but even watching two whole seasons of Walking Dead followed by the movies Zombieland and Wolrd War Z did not prepare me for the White Walkers.
3. GROSSED OUT. I may be a big fan of Hunger Games (both the book and the film) but all that hacking and head cutting just made me super squeamish ... Not to mention all those make out scenes *cringing*
4. DEPRESSED. People died! Lots and lots of people died for a stupid throne. I know that was a necessary part of the plot, and I know how power struggles are, but until Game of Thrones, I realized I did NOT know how serious it could get. It made the story pretty interesting but also downright sad. I'm not really a fan of people dying. And the betrayal. And the scheming! And that spoiled little King-but-not-really-heir-to-the-throne-because-he's-the-son-of-his-mother's-brother-and-not-the-real-King guy, I mean, how old is he? I just want to smack him upside the head! *SPOILER* I mean, he had the guy in the poster killed! The guy in the freaking poster, the one you root for! The one you don't expect to die! (Sorry, guess I'm still reeling from shock) *End of SPOILER*
5. ENGROSSED. Hey, I mean I love dark twisted stories. Why do I love Edgar Allan Poe? Why do I love Tim Burton's movies? Why do I want to continue watching the Game of Thrones even though I don't really want to? When they meant dark and twisted, they meant dark and twisted.
6. LIKE I SHOULD STOP WATCHING. I may be a big fan of dark and twisted, but I think the Game of Thrones is a whole new level for me. And I know the ending's not going to be good. I hate feeling awful in endings.

Well, that's my take on things. Still deciding whether I should continue watching. I just finished Episode 9 of Season 1 ... just one more episode to end the season. Why not watch it, I mean I made it this far, right? Heck, no! Not sure I want to continue.