“For one more day” – Mitch Albom
If I’m about to push the daisies, and have one whole day to live before I die I wonder how I’ll spend that day….
I can watch sunrise with my parents and bro. Have breakfast with them while watching the beautiful thing rise. Then I’ll go out and have a party with my friends. I’ll take many pictures with them using their camera because I don’t want to take anything with me around that day. I’ll spend evening with parents and relatives. Then sneak out at night to meet a guy I like so I can spend the night with him. I’ll go back home before sunrise, and write a short letter to my parents telling them I love them very much. =)
For one more day of life, I would like to feel all senses, to have and experience all emotions in a day: happiness, sadness, heart broken, love.. to be hurt physically and mentally, etc. I’d wanna meet all those who cared about me, and those I hate. It wouldn’t matter if they talk bad or start a quarrel that never ended because if I’m really gone then what was nothing will mean something, and what meant something once may become meaningless.
Sounds like I’ve it all planned, but then that’s just wishful thinking because if I’m about to die I might not be healthy enough to run around. Hmmm… why am I thinking of this anyway? I’m not about to have an appointment with Death anyway.
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It’s 2.09am and I’m thinking of what I’m going to do if I’ve one healthy day to live, and only one day. This is depressing. I’ll think of something nice while dancing to “Shut Up and Drive” by Rihanna. Ooohh! I know like what time I’ll go to Paul’s and what I’ll drink this time. I wonder what we’re going to do… “naughty fun” he said. Hmmmm… =)
Yayyyyy~!!! more booze~~~
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Calvin said I’m a drunkard and I’m his girl. =_=
Awwww…. Jon can’t come out for dinner with me on Wednesday because I’m taken and I’ve other (sudden) engagements on Wednesday night with Calvin and Michell.
