"and then you die..."

that was from a movie i watched last summer (something with drew barrymore in it) where two people were talking and one is like "whenever my friends and i read fortune cookies we always add 'in bed' to the end of it." and the other one's like "oh yeah! my friends and i do that too! ...except we say 'and then you die.'" i think you just had to see it :P

hey! why am i so fooked up sometimes? i think i like to feel vulnerable. does that make any sense. i mean i associate feeling vulnerable with things like uncertainty and nervousness, harm being done, not too favorable things. yet sometimes i want to feel vulnerable. and then there's that need for attention thing where i've always thought it would be kind of cool if people thought i was dying (hello? can we say SELFISH BITCH?) not that i really WAS dying. it's not like i'm just sitting here thinking "gee, i sure wish i could get cancer" or something, just to see how people would act if they thought i was. i think that actually came from when i read tom sawyer as a kid and at one point they go to their own funeral. craziness...

isn't it strange how i feel like i understand so much about all these other people and the one person i don't understand at all is myself...