At My Funeral

So today I was watching the Creek and the gang went to Abby's funeral. This caused me to think about my funeral, I would say it was in a non-morbid manner but there is no way you can think about your own funeral without it being morbid. I was thinking about who would speak at my funeral which I would assume more of my friends than my family because I don't think my family knows me all that well. One of my biggest fears for the LONGEST time has been that the day I die noone will have good memories of me. I don't have a fear of dieing if it happens it happens I just hope people remember me in a good light. I know exactly where my fear stems from too. Its all because of my mother. You know when you are little and your parents tell you not to do something because people will always remember how you misbehave, I guess that just kind of stuck with me. I know when I die I want my organs to be donated because I am not going to need them. I am pretty sure I want Walking By by Something Corporate to play at my funeral. I don't want Konstantine or anything proclaiming I was an awesome person or anything like that I just want my favorite song to be played. I think I want to buried with my headphones and my Kennedy shirt. My mom will probably allow it too, if she is around for my funeral which sadly I hope she wont be. I don't want my mom to deal with that. I find it is kind of ironic that teenagers feel they are invincible but most of them can't see themselves getting old. I want to get old. I want my great grand kids to know me. I will tell them about my parents, good music, I will give them cds and they will look at me like I am crazy because they dont know what cds are. I want all of that. I would bake them some good brownies. My grandma never bakes for me but she always gives me those peanut butter crackers and I as long as far back as I can remember before I left she would give those damn orange crackers with the peanut butter on them. I love them now. I want my great grand kids to love the brownies I make them and remember little things like that before I die. I just want someone to remember something good thats all I really want. 

Its far too early for me to be thinking these deep thoughts so I think I am going to talk about yesterday.
Yesterday I went to the movies with EmmyMac and Brittany. We saw You Me and Dupree, Scoop, and John Tucker Must Die. I love the fact that my movie theater is so easy to sneak into movies. None of the movies were ALL that great the best was JTMD but the ending seemed kind of rushed. Plus Jesse Metcalfe shirtless through 75% of the movie is ok with me. tehehehe.

BTW Exactly 12 DAYS TIL THE JM concert. 

I just realized I haven't told you guys about SUPER WEEK as I am referring to it as.
Background: For years I have pretty much written August off as the worst month of the year. Its super hot you are bored because school hasn't started yet and there are no holidays. So I believe God is sick of me ragging on August and has created what I call SUPER WEEK!
August 11th- Jack's Mannequin concert and Pulse comes out
August 12th-I am going to see Pulse
August 13th-  Family Fun Fest ( pretty much the highlight of summer in my town) 
August 14th- The Creek comes to The-N All day marathon
August 15th- Sleep
August 16th- Laguna Beach comes back (don't act like you bitches don't watch it)

So I can't wait until then anyway I am bored and I have been denied my request to have a dog once again.