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My Funeral

This evening, I was reading If I Stay by Gayle Forman. I came to one chapter where Mia, the female protagonist found out that her little brother died later, following their parents' path. Mia wanted to go with her family so that no one left behind.

"What would you do if you had to choose?"

The chapter continued where this incident made Mia think all the good old family memories. She re-winded a past story that her parents talked about having their own fantasy funeral whereas Mia has to play in their funeral instead of the songs where they played on CD player for ALL funerals.

If someone who died like reggae songs, the funeral should play some  Bob Marley's songs.

If someone who died love pop songs like me, no doubt the Top 10 Billboard songs should be on the funeral.

If someone who died cannot at least got their own wished funeral that represented their life, it's like killing that person all over again with all those insincere eulogies or generic comments of how that person has kind heart when in real life he despised the beggars.

The book wrote "the world is divided into the people who imagine their own funerals and the people who don't, and that smart and artistic people naturally fall into the former category."

It got me thinking my own imaginary funeral. Seriously, I have never thought of it until this moment. (because I wanna be a smart and artistic person.)

I think, I just wanna a small funeral at a place where everyone remember me for who I am in their memories. It can be at my home, a certain cafe, school, university, by the street, my favorite sushi store, karaoke place and wherever I existed in my loved one's memories. My coffin doesn't necessarily have to be there to call it a funeral. Where people mesmerize me, that place is a funeral in their hearts. Remember the departed is what funeral is for, by the way.

Best of all, I LOVE pop music. So some Shawn Mendes, Ed Sheeran AND Charlie Puth totally got my spirit -or probably my corpse- up. Yeah, and SAM SMITH!

And, since I am gonna donate my organs, so I think I would just want to be cremated.

Shawn Mendes' song 'Understand' quoted :
"Changing isn't a bad thing
It never was
But at the end of the day, you know
You're the same person
And, and where your heart is
That doesn't change"

Hold it like you own it. 

If Mia can see me, I wanna tell her: "I don't know what you're going through, but there's so much left ahead of you." So, please don't die! ( I haven't finished reading!!!)

Album of the day: Illuminati by Shawn Mendes
Song of the day: Understand AND Hold On (you can't ask me to choose which song is my favorite when all are so darn good!)

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