Sometimes I think about how exciting it'll be when I die and go to heaven. I mean, do you think that there'll really be a stairway?! Hopefully just an elevator, because in my afterlife, I'm not going to worry about cardio anymore. That's just too much to handle and I hope that God understands slacking off a little after I've made it into heaven. I hope at least that if it's such an inconvenience to get an elevator and I have to have a staircase (or can't we compromise with an escalator?!), then I can make it a scene from a cheesy movie. I know that getting to say goodbye to everyone as I die isn't really how it works, but just imagine going up the staircase to heaven and as it moves, everyone waving to you, and eventually you disappear into the clouds, relishing in the warm-goodness of heaven.
Hopefully I'll be more enthusiastic than Kristen Stewart
And what do they do when you get there? Open the gates and go, "Heeeeeey, it's Meredith, come on in!" with opening arms, where my pals that have already passed away introduce me to their new heaven friends? Do they show me my room first or take me to the party first? I hope the host doesn't get mad that I didn't bring any food... He is giving me the greatest party of
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