Q7: Do you have a secret hunch about how you will die?

In a few days time, it will be my Birth Day. (Alhamdulillah, yay!)

My dad used to have his student's come around to the house for dinners. I was in primary school and remembered asking one of his students how old they were, and they replied 23 and I was astonished at how 'old' they were. To me, at the time being a little younger than 10 years old, anyone beyond 20 is old.

Now that I've past that age. Honestly speaking, back at that time, I wouldn't have guessed that I'll be reaching to this age of.... well, aged. I've stopped counting after I hit the Big 3-Oh. That young-adult me, have this quiet little dramatic-thought that I may not even live past 35. Passing on to the afterlife with a dramatic ending or some rare illness.

What kind of 'dramatic ending', you might ask?
- The apocalyptic kind.
Macam hari kiamat.

There'll be a massive shake on earth that tears the ground apart, maybe a gigantic asteroid hitting earth, which causes massive fire and destruction around me. I might survive the event, for a while, but I will die eventually after I have exhausted all means of living. How ironic, dying while trying to survive.

I have always think or actually, I believe that the end of the world (or something almost as terribly bad) will probably happen in my lifetime and we might not survive it all.

I have a secret wish for a bunker.

Q6: If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30 year old for the last 60 years of life, which would you want?

So I have to choose either I can keep either my body or my mind from now until I am 90?

Gee... that is a tough one.
If I choose to keep my body, I think it probably means I'll be in a brain-dead comatose state with a hot-6 pack abs bod lying in a hospital bed somewhere. Smokin' hot body, but a sleeping beauty. I am thinking of While You're Sleeping movie, but without a happy ending because I won't wake up.

Another scenario, probably best-case, is I have a very fit body, but am a bimbo. Is that so bad? Hmm.. maybe. because I can't imagine myself being that type of person.

If I choose to keep my mind, then I imagine I'd be paralysed from neck down, but with a sharp mind. OK, try to picture these two people.
Professor X
Prof Stephen Hawking

Being the smartest person in the room (which I am, ahem) although on a pimped up motorised wheelchair, is straight up COOL right?

need I say more? I choose option 2.
#nerd