EUGLOGY...
Is that how Derek Zoolander called a eulogy?
There are a lot of times I would think how I will be if I die. Well, dead of course. Hahaha! What I meant was, how would my funeral be when I'm dead. Will people cry? Will people rejoice? Will people feel, "sayang siya"? And now that I am in Davao, I think... where will my family hold my wake? (Hopefully no burials. I want to be cremated.) Will they hold it in Davao because my mom is there? Or will they have it in Manila because most of the people I know are there? Manila sana.
Better if both, though.
One of the most persistent questions that play around in my head is "what will people say about me?" With friendster, I have a basic idea already. And I can actually die peacefully at the thought that somehow I have made my mark, that it has not been a meaningless existence. That it was a life of love and passion.
Hmm... another thought. Can one die passionately (not die in the throngs of passion, just in case may mamilosopo!)? That would be funny... dying passionately. I picture it like the ladies of 50's movies who position themselves nicely before they drop dead.