No thanks.

School starts tomorrow. Ew. I hate going to classes. I like... not going to classes. And I have to wake up at 7. Yuck. So it's almost bedtime for me. Things have been a lot better lately. Chris is smiling and laughing again, even though there are times that make him think about Sara and make him cry. But he's getting better and so is everyone else.
After the funeral I decided that I want to have a plan just in case I die. How people should act and what not... like I decided that at my funeral I want everyone to sing "Be With You" by Enrique Iglesias because it's completely perfect for the situation and it's my theme song. I want people to not dress in black... but in something crazy. And I want people to laugh at all the good times that I've had with them instead of being sad the entire time. Maybe Dave Chappell could speak or something. I don't know exactly what. Also, I would like someone to feed me cake. Or... stick some meat in my mouth because I might as well since I'll be dead. Like I said, I don't have it all figured out. But I don't want it to be church-y. Because I'm not church-y. I want it to be about me and the people that I loved.
If you're lucky and you're nice to me while I'm alive, I might put you in the VIP section at my funeral.