Due to boredom, me and a few friends saw "The Final Destination" the other day

1. The movie sucked as expected
2. I've never felt more paranoid about everything around me in my life.

 

That red head in the trailer is hot.

 

I'm already paranoid, therefore, I don't need to see this film.​

 

The paranoid survive...

 

No, the FITTEST survive. Paranoia isn't worth shit.

 

I watched the second one and became extremely paranoid. Especially when trying to sleep as my bed is underneath book shelves and I kept thinking something was going to fall off and decapitate me in some really elaborate way =/

 

ever since the second one, i start thinking of random death scenes for myself.
like right now.

a draft comes in through my window and knocks my lamp onto my shelf. a bunch of stuff falls onto my tv, and it falls off the entertainment center. glass from the screen comes up from the screen and hits me in the eye. ina panic i get up and start running around. finally the vibration from the tv falling causes the shelf to fall, ultimately killing me.

brb, gonna shut my window.

 

I laughed at them all =/

 

Saw it tonight. I laughed through most of the deaths, but then I shat bricks on the way out of the cinema when my friend got her foot stuck in the revolving door xD