Wednesday, December 26, 2012

And The World Ended

While the rest of the Mayan descendants waited for the world to end last 21 December, my team was busy rehearsing for our Christmas Party presentation. Their only serious rehearsal.

We did not win. And the world did not end.

Which reminds me, no one should ever believe any written prophecy. Ever. Again.

The world will end when I say so.


By the way, my team during the Christmas Party. Don't we all look pretty?

Friday, December 21, 2012


I got a message that a former professor passed away some weeks ago. I  haven't seen him since 1988. Although saddened by the news,I didn't go to his funeral. I just thought it's unnecessary. I haven't seen him for a long time, never had the chance nor the time to see him nor find out how he's been doing. I decided I would rather still have the memory of him being a jolly young professor, full of life, considerate, and most of all, very good looking. I want those happy memories about him stay that way. 

Which reminds me to tell everyone that I don't want those people I haven't seen for a long long time to come visit me in my funeral. We never had the chance to meet up, catch up; what is the point of you going to my wake, regretting that you didn't keep in touch? I just don't like that. 

I would rather be remembered as someone you like/hate. Someone who probably have said something nice/nasty in your face. Let it be that way. 

No point seeing me dressed fabulously in my coffin.