Higher and higher, we're gonna take it. Down to the wire, we're gonna make it out, Whoa-oh-oh higher and higher...
I would like to hear that as you guys stare through the glass window. I expect it to be packed and damn right there better be flowers. Lots of it. It will also be very disappointing if there aren't many crying girls. Being realistic, somehow or rather I believe there would be disproportionate amount of boys, which is disappointing since I always advocate the minimum of an equal gender ratio of 1:1.
It would be nice to have a slide show since I have so many pictures on hand. To accompany this, friends should be coming up the stage; incidentally, I don't really care if you can actually accomplish the speech because if you ain't crying, you ain't cool. Go for gold!
I never really fancied the whole sitting down affair as relatives whom you never knew came dressed down like slobs. No, no, that would simply not do. Everyone will have to be in his or her finest suits and dresses. It will have to be a grand affair fittingly held in someplace nice like a church. It does not have to be a church but it has to be a place with the appropriate grandeur like somewhere you would spot a grand piano where a hymnal would be played.
A perfect spot would be the school hall in ACJS or ACS(Barker) where a big portion of my life was spent or somewhere similar, I am not too fussy. I always did love those old halls; it was nice and grand with all its old history lingering in the air and the big empty space.
Let's keep this professional. There will be no curry chicken, bee hoon, orange syrup, chicken wings and whatnot. Okay, I will offer some reprieve by allowing finger food but ensure it has no bones and please, no seafood.
Oh and it occurred to me that it shouldn't last for anything more than an afternoon. Being there for three days is just a perfect waste of time. There should be a set time and a set place. If people can't make it because it is not convenient then we shall just have to move on. I mean seriously, do people hold parties for 3 days just so everyone can turn up? My playlist wouldn't last that long.
Ah yes, which brings me down to what must be said. Remember, the most important thing is the street cred. Never mention dota. Ever. Oh my god, I swear I will turn in my grave if anyone were to even mention that game. We don't want to see pictures of spending time in IRC. People need to see pictures of me sailing. Although, I assume that everyone attending would have known me well enough to given silent nods of discreet understanding.
I think alcohol should be allowed. I always say that when times are tough you need to drink a little wine. Red please. I don't drink white. Although it will be a little uncomfortable if anyone were to get smashed. I recommend proceeding to Zouk, as you should all be dressed to kill.
Pictures! There are tons of nice ones on facebook; I think it would be entirely appropriate to choose one that looks good. Due to this requirement, YF isn't allowed to choose it because he has bad taste. If I had a say in this, it should be one with slightly longer hair, cool specs and while ensuring that in the photo, I am wearing layers. Yes I was reviewing some pictures of good dressers and these guys are always in layers so I equate layers = looking cool.
Ah DC once asked what should be written on my tombstone. But let's be clear, we don't have tombstones anymore. We get burnt. It’s just not realistic even though it’s a very romantic idea. Maybe I can get one in NC like those you see in the movies. But to sum up an entire life in one line is a daunting task. I do hope at least one of you has something good to say.
I guess it’s only right if we talk about it. I had a conversation with KK and we concluded that it is because people never talk about it and that's why its not done right. I used to think about the futility of such an event but after some thought, it’s very clear. You want things to be done a certain way because it’s your "last" event. So even though you aren't there, you want people to be there to talk about old times, listen to sad songs and cry like a bitch because that is right.
I would like to hear that as you guys stare through the glass window. I expect it to be packed and damn right there better be flowers. Lots of it. It will also be very disappointing if there aren't many crying girls. Being realistic, somehow or rather I believe there would be disproportionate amount of boys, which is disappointing since I always advocate the minimum of an equal gender ratio of 1:1.
It would be nice to have a slide show since I have so many pictures on hand. To accompany this, friends should be coming up the stage; incidentally, I don't really care if you can actually accomplish the speech because if you ain't crying, you ain't cool. Go for gold!
I never really fancied the whole sitting down affair as relatives whom you never knew came dressed down like slobs. No, no, that would simply not do. Everyone will have to be in his or her finest suits and dresses. It will have to be a grand affair fittingly held in someplace nice like a church. It does not have to be a church but it has to be a place with the appropriate grandeur like somewhere you would spot a grand piano where a hymnal would be played.
A perfect spot would be the school hall in ACJS or ACS(Barker) where a big portion of my life was spent or somewhere similar, I am not too fussy. I always did love those old halls; it was nice and grand with all its old history lingering in the air and the big empty space.
Let's keep this professional. There will be no curry chicken, bee hoon, orange syrup, chicken wings and whatnot. Okay, I will offer some reprieve by allowing finger food but ensure it has no bones and please, no seafood.
Oh and it occurred to me that it shouldn't last for anything more than an afternoon. Being there for three days is just a perfect waste of time. There should be a set time and a set place. If people can't make it because it is not convenient then we shall just have to move on. I mean seriously, do people hold parties for 3 days just so everyone can turn up? My playlist wouldn't last that long.
Ah yes, which brings me down to what must be said. Remember, the most important thing is the street cred. Never mention dota. Ever. Oh my god, I swear I will turn in my grave if anyone were to even mention that game. We don't want to see pictures of spending time in IRC. People need to see pictures of me sailing. Although, I assume that everyone attending would have known me well enough to given silent nods of discreet understanding.
I think alcohol should be allowed. I always say that when times are tough you need to drink a little wine. Red please. I don't drink white. Although it will be a little uncomfortable if anyone were to get smashed. I recommend proceeding to Zouk, as you should all be dressed to kill.
Pictures! There are tons of nice ones on facebook; I think it would be entirely appropriate to choose one that looks good. Due to this requirement, YF isn't allowed to choose it because he has bad taste. If I had a say in this, it should be one with slightly longer hair, cool specs and while ensuring that in the photo, I am wearing layers. Yes I was reviewing some pictures of good dressers and these guys are always in layers so I equate layers = looking cool.
Ah DC once asked what should be written on my tombstone. But let's be clear, we don't have tombstones anymore. We get burnt. It’s just not realistic even though it’s a very romantic idea. Maybe I can get one in NC like those you see in the movies. But to sum up an entire life in one line is a daunting task. I do hope at least one of you has something good to say.
I guess it’s only right if we talk about it. I had a conversation with KK and we concluded that it is because people never talk about it and that's why its not done right. I used to think about the futility of such an event but after some thought, it’s very clear. You want things to be done a certain way because it’s your "last" event. So even though you aren't there, you want people to be there to talk about old times, listen to sad songs and cry like a bitch because that is right.
