Live Old or Die Young

Well, I'd like to say that I would like to die young and be incredibly famous for thousands of years, but I wouldn't.

It's not that I want to live an extrordinarily ordinary life- I'm just not ready to die in 5 years. As of right now, that is. I want to travel, I want to see the world. No, really, I want to travel everywhere. I wouldn't have enough time to do that if I died so young. I want to go to college and graduate and go to medical school and become a doctor. I want to pursue those dreams. I'm happy spreading my life out and not living my entire life before I'm 24. I don't need to be insanely famous, I simply need to be loved and cherished by those around me. I also don't particularly want to live until I'm 94 and not be able to remember my own name, but I'd take that over dying in my early twenties.

The fame thing would be cool if I could die in like, oh, I don't know, mid-40s or something. But early twenties? Nah.

THE TEN THINGS I WOULD CARRY

Now let's see here...

1. Extra Blankets

2. My Green Bracelet

3. Temporary Tattoos

4. One really good book that I can read over and over again- i.e. Harry Potter or The Far Pavilions

5. Pictures- One of me and my family, one of me and my friends, one of me and my cats and dog, one of me and Nater, one of me and Amy.

6. PINK DOG (my stuffed pink dog with a rattle inside)

7. A water gun

8. A notepad/notebook

9. My iPod

10. A very easily inflatible (like one I can blow up myself) real (not beach or anything) volleyball, but I'm not sure that exists as of right now.