I won't even get my - long overdue - Masters before I die. Talk about ironic.
Also I probably won't be taken anyway. Not that I wanted to, but as a huge Bioshock fan/(convert?), you'd think I'd get in on that fact alone. More irony.
the real Rapture
Of course the end of days could also take place next year on December 21st.
Two days before my birthday. My only consolation is that the man who goes by the initials J.C., and whose birthday outshines mine every damn year, won't get to party either. suck it.
Still...
can't harbingers of doom stop picking on me and select a less inconvenient date for the end of times?*
*if such a time exists (maybe after I die?)
* also how am I supposed to be reincarnated if there's no world to be reincarnated back to?