the new kaka. @ {11:03 PM}
Hi!
English paper today. The comprehension passage made me cry. Haha. It's just nice to think that when you die you don't go to some clammy crammed-up hell place and instead you go to heaven, where you meet the others who'd left you behind (I'd like to meet Heath Ledger, Lydia Sum, the Boring Dispatcher, and all the other people who died too soon.) But really you know, you want people to miss you, and then you don't want them to miss you because it's making them les miserables. I'm not even sure if it can be used in that context, but whatever. When I'm gone, I don't want people to feel sad for me because I've gone to a better place, you know, without the worry of what - global warming and ice caps and pollution and every-second-we-lose-two-acres-of-rainforest-type stuff. It's crazy. Then again there won't be any Smosh or Sxephil because I don't think wires go that far up, and I'm gonna wait for a billion years for my family to join me. I don't want to live forever. I just want to have a place in the world, and people that remember and love me even if I'm up there.
Jade, signing off, being super lame and sappy but doesn't give a stuff
