today i was finishing reading the book on train
''Sam's letters to Jennifer"
by James Patterson...
at the final part..
Sam passed away...
(btw, Samantha is Jennifer's grandma..)
and at her funeral, people close or nt close to her;
make a speech about her...
i suddenly drifted off and picture my own funeral...
i can picture my dearest friends...
they will talk abt how lame i was...
all the lame jokes...
funny or stupid things that i did...
and there will be a mixture of laughters and tears...
the image makes me kinda sad yet glad...
it's like i can feel it...
hmmm... will my funeral be like that?
i must create more memorable memories...
-lol-
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