Cause of Death: Decompression Sickness/ Diver's Bend

*This post is dedicated to T, a diving enthusiast*

My feelings for you seeped quietly into my blood as I dived deeper. Last night, the accumulated amount exceeded of what my body could handle. I’ve dived too deep and too long. My oxygen’s running low. I need to resurface. But everything happened too quickly and too sudden. All the feelings that I have for you came bubbling out. I felt a moment of confusion and disorientation. You were oblivious of my condition. You went on, captivated by the spectacular view of the underwater world. I died of diver’s bend.

Certified Time of Death: 10.36pm, 10 September 2005.

Obituary

Pathetic_ Cat
Age: 22 years
Passed away peacefully on 10th September 2005.

Leaving behind a wardrobe full of clothes, shoes, bags and accessories to mourn their loss.
Funeral on 15th September 2005, at 11pm, on The Loft, KL. Above 21 only. Subject to club capacity.

Funeral

While I was writing my own obituary, I was actually imagining how it’d be. After all, I need to “leave” in style. The central theme would be black and white. Which means the coffin, hearse has to be black. The venue of the event would be decorated with white lilies. I’d be dressed in a black tutu, with a black corset matched with a pair of custom made black ballerina shoes with beautiful satin ribbon. The makeup would be simple, black smoky eyes & lip gloss. It’ll be a simple event. Just get it over and done with! It’s the wake that’s the main thing. It’ll be held in a nice cozy bar. Guests would be sipping martinis and munching on bite size finger foods while talking and mingling. It’s a social event after all. And please no crying. MOVE ON! Do not spend too much time mourning, life’s too short. Enjoy yourself. It’s a party, with lots of alcohol ;) Have fun!

*I have no idea why I'd actually blurt out how I felt for you. Guess I was angry at you. I'm really angry at the comment you made about me the night after the dinner. How can someone that I care about think so low of me? Should have left but I didn't want to make a whole drama out of it. Anyhow, it's all over. There were awkward moments but I've moved on. There's nothing for me to mourn anymore. No tears to cry, life's too short. You're limited and I accept that. Thank you. You're been a great friend. But sometimes a little too critical. Friends forever.*