Twins.

You love, you hate them, they love you, they push you out of planes. I'm sure this will be the situation tomorrow, whilst I celebrate my twin's lovely 18 (her blog, Escaping Reality). She wants to sky-dive. Me being the amazing little/big sister/twin that I am, obliged, tomorrow at noon, we will be arriving at Herlong to jump out of a plane, against all of my survival instincts. Then again, I guess this wouldn't be a bucket list without a sky-diving, would it. Wish me luck, and if you never hear from me again, you'll know why.

Guess which of the two I more relate to?

Wish me luck, and if you pray, though I don't, pray I don't end up like that -------------->>>>>>>

"Life is just a phase you're going through; you'll get over it."

Thanks World.

• Number fifteen of the list is officially to never forget what is was like to be this age, and sympathize as I get older.

I've now been a victim of age discrimination and it sucks; this is the reason for my number fifteen on the bucket list. As I've said in previous posts, I have been trying to move out. Something happened that I couldn't move into the 1 bed/1 bath I lined up, but Dave (the landlord) has been kind enough to point out other 1 bed/ 1 baths in town. Well, he found a wonderful one for $328 a month right down the street from his apartments. Well, I get there to talk to the landlord, and she refuses (nothing legal to do with it) to rent to anyone under 21, ironically the legal age to get shit-faced. Wonderful right? She knows nothing about me, so she decides to draw of her conclusions based on a stereotype. The worst part, to me, is that it's not like she's never been 18 before, she had to have been at one point in her long life. And yet she can not sympathize, not even attempt to find out if I'm her stereotypical teenager. Little does she know, I've lived a bit more than the average 25 year old in some respects, but she wouldn't take the energy or effort to learn that. But I guess that's life.

"Don't trust anyone over the age of 30." -Jerry Rubin

This Again.

So, it's been a while. Since the last post, I apologize about that, I'm trying to move out and I'm trying to decide if I want to go with a roomie or not. Comment with advice, bad stories, etc.

Anywho, the title would be "this again" because I've gone and done it again: I've gone and marked myself for life, yet again. And it's gorgeous.

Yes, I know. Mostly Science. Whatever.

And on top of the moving out, I'm trying to make this gorgeous vision I have of a dress into reality. Which is rather complicated...

Anywho, I was wondering, what do you want to do before you die?

"You see things; and you say, "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say, "Why not?""
George Bernard Shaw

Geezus.

Yeah, haven't blogged in a while. Sorry about that. I guess life has been a little silly and I haven't really felt like working on my so-called bucket list. Whatever.


In other news, I should have added this to my bucket list; I have gotten a very lovely hot industrial. Then again, I've always loved piercings (within reason, of course), so it's going to look hot to me. This being said, allow me to extend my ever expanding list:


15. Piercings. I may be considering a nose or lip-piercing for funsies. Possibly even a belly button piercing with my gorgeous twin, Aya. Who knows? Not me.
16. Create a photo to make my professor go Wow! This makes more sense if you know that I'm in Photo1 right now and learning how to develop and print my own film! ^.^ And learning the general intricacies of my child, that's her right there.

I've named her Janine. I love her and she's a brute, with a ton of history.


Anywho, that's about it, regarding number five, I may start up another blog, one that would be updated a ton more than this one. I know, I know, everyone has a blog that is for their thoughts, for them. And quite honestly, that's perfectly a-okay. Which is why I may do it. Any thoughts on that? Drop it in the comments.


And then regarding number ten, I may be getting more tattoos, soon. And one that I've fallen in love with is pretty simple; a DNA strand straight down my back. As for ending it, any ideas, I can't think of anything.


Until then, love be with you.


"And all people live, Not by reason of any care they have for themselves, But by the love for them that is in other people." 
                                              -Leo Tolstoy

Books: Number Six.

     This, well, that, that right there is hot. Look at it, take it in, leave a puddle. Yes, that is a behemoth pile of books. And that is what my bucket listing number six involves. Read all the books that I desire to read.

                  Status: incomplete.

   Simple put, the status will stay that way; however, I have made severe progress over my winter break. Spook and Stiff, excellent non-fiction book both by Mary Roach. One involves an inquiry into the spiritual after-life, whereas the other has to do with a physical after-life; what happens to cadavers once life is gone. Both very interesting, entertaining and informative. Whilst she has no background, she doesn't act like she does, creates a wonderful author who's writing for people who also don't know much about the subject matter.
     Other books I read included the start of a severe addiction; comic books. I've picked up Fables, which is a series in which our beloved childhood fairytale characters whom have been exiled from their home nation to ours, where they are and have been hiding in New York City over hundreds of Years. Another is a sub-series off of Fables, called Jack of Fables, as in Jack and the Beanstalk, Jack Frost, and pretty much any other maniacal character named Jack, he gets credit for. The League of Expeditionary Gentlemen is yet another comic series I have picked up, and it is set in the Victorian Era, very Steampunk but mildly grotesque, so tread cautiously.

Happy readings!

"A home without books is a body without a soul." -Marcus Tillius

Номер десять.

     NEWS!: I'm not dead, simply recovering from winter break. Wondrous, wondrous bucket list completing break. Which will be covered in other blogs, as for this one: Номер десять. 


     Well, as for the planned tattoo, it wasn't meant to be. If it were, I would need to lose hair for that location and I've been growing my hair out for too long to get rid of it. Anywho, number ten has been satisfied: I have a tattoo, neh, two! Granted, small but I was pleased because everyone kept saying that I selected a very strange place for a newbie (ear and neck). Welp, here they are.

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I like them, neh, love them personally. And I will be adding to them. The biohazard will be followed by Bohr's model of the atom and possibly by a radioactive symbol, whilst my father's initials and handwriting (ART) will be followed by (maybe) my sister's extra chromosome, she has Trisomy 21, so that special set may join our father. And then the other ear is going to either have a simple DNA strand or variation of that ------------------------------------------>








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