“Nothing happens by accident. We are born with so many breaths. When they’re used up, we die. Nothing can stop it.” – Peter in Remember Me, by Christopher Pike
I’m one who’s not afraid of death. My closest friends would even say that I have an obsession over it. I know it’s an unhealthy obsession but one shouldn’t think that I’m the type who would commit suicide. I might be curious over what really happens on that side of the fence when we die but I’m one who’s afraid of dying young and not being able to know what I could have done with my life. I’m scared of leaving behind people I love. If there’s one thing that I’m afraid of more that anything else, it’s Time. I’m scared I have so little time that I wouldn’t be able to do much so that people would remember me when I’m gone. I’m scared of being forgotten. I want to be remembered.
I know I’m not a good girl. I talk people behind their backs (admit it, who doesn’t?), I love gossip, I sometimes swear, I crush on someone’s boyfriend (and wish that girl to disappear), I don’t always respect authority (and people older than me), I sometimes feel dreamy during Sunday sermons and guess what? I’m not perfect. I know some people would secretly be happy when I’m gone but I think the feeling is mutual. Ha ha. Seriously, I don’t know what people would say during my wake.
“She’s such a nice girl it’s so nice she’s dead.”
“I’ll miss her. I’ll miss her obsession over strawberries. I’ll miss her stupidity. I’ll miss the bookworm in her. I’ll miss her, especially her temper tantrums.”
“Kristine Bernadette Nacion Ponciano? She’s so…..whatever.”
Okay, let’s put it this way. I don’t really care about people saying those things about me when I’m gone. I just want to have something to leave to people I care about before I go six feet under. I don’t want to stop existing when my heart resists beating. I want to continue on living even without a body, that is, in the hearts of people I love.
I know I’m not great enough to be remembered.
But hey, I’m sixteen and I’m young and I’m so full of life. There is still time to do the things I need to do.
I’m not planning to achieve great things to be remembered.
I just want to have little marks in this world.
Your heart is my next target.
Let me leave a mark in it, will you? 
winkii said,
August 22, 2008 @ 12:11 pm
drama effect.
haha.
di bale nasa puso nakita..
at hinding hindi ka na mawawala. *wink*
tammy.bear said,
August 22, 2008 @ 2:02 pm
nowsblid. ^-^
princessvieira said,
August 22, 2008 @ 4:00 pm
..know this excerpt??
KC: “I get it. I’m not PERFECT”
Richard: “That’s what I love about you.”
..that’s from their movie called “For The First Time”..
..that’s also what I wanna tell you..
..no one’s perfect.. and that’s what I love about life..
..you get to make mistakes and you learn from them.. (or at least that’s what I do..)
..people are people.. you can’t take away their “ability to stab each others back” from them. at a point in a person’s life, he does that.. i don’t know why, but, hey, I’ve done that and i am ashamed to admit that i got pleasure in talking sass about other people on their backs..
..you are right about the thing where you said that you don’t care about what other people say about you.. i get it.. but you also need to put in mind that image is one of the things in life that you shouldn’t care about but you have to take care of it because if you don’t, it’s gonna affect your life in some point.
..please stop talking about death and relating it to you.. it terrifies me to know that you are thinking of it. i am one of the many people whose lives will be terribly affected if you die..(*knock*knock*knock*). live.love.laugh.
..to end on a positive note, I know that a person like you will leave a great mark in the heart of whoever he is.. (because basically, i dont know him).. you are a magnificent person.. keep that in mind..
..keep smiling.. =D
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August 22, 2008 @ 4:04 pm
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prinsesamusang said,
August 23, 2008 @ 2:54 am
sweet naman…
xixichigo said,
August 23, 2008 @ 11:05 am
WINKII: its nyc to see you sa mega. haha. an weird nga lang kasi nag tatantrums ako nun bout dun sa strawberry bag na pinagkait samin ni febe. hmf. >.<
Tammy Bear: Onga eh. Wala na nga akong dugo eh.
Prinsesa Bi : LoveS you. ^.^ Mwah!Mwah!
PrinsesaMusang: nyc. nagbalik ka dito ah.
anong swit?
Jonell said,
August 27, 2008 @ 5:23 am
Condolence.
winkii said,
August 28, 2008 @ 5:32 am
Goodluck sa strawberry bag hunting. hehe.
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