heath ledger died today
heath ledger just died. his death makes me sad, it makes me think. his is the first famous death that has affected me. i had an active crush on that man in my teens. i loved ten things i hate about you. i loved brokeback mountain. what the hell else was he in? he was a handsome man and he seemed like a nice man.
i don’t know. brad renfro died this week too. the associated press supposedly already has britney spears’ obituary ready JUSTINCASE. imagine. amy winehouse (a celebrity i truly do not care about beyond this) has been filmed LITERALLY smoking crack in her apartment. the video’s on the internet.
heath ledger always seemed different to me, somehow. he wasn’t trashy or anything and the only thing i found fault with was the pants he wore in that one scene in ten things i hate about you, those shiny pleather pants, you know, the ones that looked like “future pants” designed in the 80s. he and his ex wife always looked so polished and happy together. i was even surprised when i heard they divorced.
maybe it is weird that i care so much? but everyone cares so much. i don’t know. i also just found out that i could hire my own force of paparazzi for the day. which is a dream come true. maybe they should hire paprazzi for the paparazzi. i am probably being naive and idealistic and a big baby.
i just really liked heath ledger, this is a weird feeling. no one i know in my personal life has died. so i don’t know; again.