number 104

at the end of last school year, we were in baker's class after doing her exam and playing some game i forget what game.

one question was:
"would you rather be buried in the wrong grave or have a misspelling in your name put on your headstone?"

i seriously can't answer that.
one way is if i'm buried in the wrong grave, i'm where someone else's dead body should be. the headstone and everything is supposed to say whose buried there and such so when people go and leave flowers they're actually leaving them on the right grave. to me if the body isn't there, it isn't the right grave. yea, people won't know that when they pass by or anything, but still.

other thing is, if my name is on their wrong, it'll be awkward. i mean it's not really going to matter. no one really remembers people from their headstone, but what they did in real life. but what if my life wasn't spontanious enough to leave an impact so people will remember me?
but how will my headstone decide if they remember me?


i don't know.
i hate that question is all.