If you had one last day?

If you had one last day what would you do and say???

^^^good answer :)

well i hope you aint dying anytime soon

Well my answer would of been spend it with my boyfriend but his answer was hed go 2 queensland and blow all his money an that kinda hurt..

So id spend my last day making videos for the people i love thanking them for everything.. i would let people no just how much they mean to me...

im not sure what else

Tell my girlfriend how much I love her and how much she has meant to me. Tell my friends that they have helped me through so much over the years and that they are like brothers to me. Tell my mum... er... 'you tried'. Then I'd go an beat the living hell out of that teacher who kept me down for so long. :)
Then I'd die.

I'd tell my mom and brother how much they ment to me and how much I loved them, and would express how much my boyfriends means to me. I'd stare into his gorgeous blue eyes until it was time.

Talk to the best friend I ever had... she did so much for me. Write down any profound thoughts I ever had and that I could remember. say goodbye to those I care most about. go for a run until the time came.

I guess i'll spend half a day with people i care about, and the other half enjoying the day like any other day.
Id be grateful i had the chance to say goodbye to those that matter to me.
I want to die while the sun rises, so that i will leave this world with hope that on the other side, theres a much more beautiful place that waits for me.

First off, just like ^^ said, i would be sooo
grateful that i knew beforehand so i could say
goodbye to the people i love.

i would tell every single on of my friends/family members/people that i love and care about
how much they mean to me and every single little
thing about them that is AMAZING and unique
and makes them who they are. i would tell them
how they should never change AND how they helped
me in sooooo many ways, ESPECIALLY my madre.

then i would go to everyone that i dislike/have had
problems with and tell them that they are great too.

for example, my dad, low-life, cheater, druggie,
alcoholic, compulsive liar, he is so messed up in
the head that he doesnt even know what grade
i am going into. i would go to him and tell him
that i loved the person he once was, the dad
that was there, that cared, that honestly loved life
i would tell him how much love him, no matter
how HORRIBLY bad he has hurt me.
and i would tell him not to waste his life anymore,
and that i was ALWAYS there, always.

I'd destroy those who have wounded me....

I would ride my horse naked along the beach and in the ocean, make sweet love to Jeff (twice), maybe even marry Jeff (what the hell?), eat only dark chocolate and fruit all day, say goodbye to all of my loved ones, write out a brief will giving everything to my parents, Jeff, Lizzy, Cory, Anna and Liz (a different one). Listen to incredibly GOOD music, not sure what yet (YET, hahaha, who am I kidding?), write one last poem, and then lay out in a meadow with Jeff, rolling around, cuddling and wrestling until my time is up.

Actually, I have no idea. But that sounds like a nice, relaxing day.

I'd stay in bed

I like rebecca's answer! I'd probably tell everybody how much they mean to me, crying half the time, spend time with my family, b/f, and friends.

Geez I guess it would depend on where in life I would be. Would I have kids and a job? Would it be now? Would it be in college? Who knows. It would all depend. I have no idea what I would do now. I know I would spend time with loved ones but doing what?

I would tell everyone in my past how I really felt about them and be straight forward. Because im too nice...and that doesnt get me much of any where lol.

I would gather all my friends and family around and everyone i loved and have a nice party. and hang out and talk to everyone and tell them how much they all mean to me. i wouldnt go all crayz and like go sky diving like some people say cuz like....i had plenty of days to do that why would i wait till my last day to live? friends and family for sure.

I'd dance till the cows came home.

I'd get Abby, Jane and Sibyllene and take them to the biggest ball pool in the world, all of us wearing nothing but kilts and ponchos...and we'd just do what 3 hot girls and one young boy would do in a ball pool on the final day.

Scabble, with Bengal spiced herbal T and homemade oat cookies.

Ace.

Or, I'd organise a huge street party and attempt to unite with my fellow humans, locally, in a heartfelt way that I'd never tried before.

Or, I'd stay at home and cry about all the things I didn't get to do, like play scabble in a ball pool with 3 hot girls.

Hahaha. What the hey is Scabble? It sounds even better than Scrabble.

Ho ho ho, everyone's a comedian in here eh? Especially you two louts, the deadly duo!

Scabble is the scottish version of Scrabble, and is in my not so humble opinion, faaaar superior. Gone are the dictionary checks and squabbles over word origin and punctuation.

It's all auld Scots slang, so I do rather well against American english geeks like you two!

Hm...I don't know about that. I guess we'll just have to wait and find out :) Your death day can't be too far off...One of us broads will get jealous over another and end up taking you out 'accidentally.' But wait. That made absolutely no sense.

Look here, it's 4.30am, gimme a break.

But Kevin, where have you been lately? I miss the attention. Come on, I need a cute boy to feed my ego.

Listen Hippolyte, don't make me laugh! The notion that anyone could be jealous of my many wives is ridiculous...hello, I can bi-locate at will.

And you know, I like to bring people together, especially the ladies you know....you and Abby have nothing to be jealous of, we can all share you know...do you know?

18 eh...I keep forgetting how young you are...

Yeah, yeah. Get over it. I'm legal. According to Abby's equations...you are only 1 year out of my range. But sometimes equations need alteration. Sometimes meaning NOW.

And yes, I know. Really, I do.

Eh? You geek, I didn't mean young as in stupid, I meant young as in the numerical number....i don't equate your age with your wit, though you'd be younger than 18 if I did right?...huh huh..uh...uuugh....I'd be 12..so you'd be older than me...which is hot..cause I love the older ladies...well a few of them at least.

Age is useless online anyhoo, personality is a totally alien thing online, very rarely can you sense something of what a person might be like from their online words...

Alas you can't get garage band for Windows i don't think...so your chance of taking me under your musical wing is slipping away....I need to get another program that is very similar

When did I say otherwise? Buddy, I'm talking about numbers here too, not intelligence...or stupidity, more accurately. If age and personality are useless online, what virtual things would you claim are useful--in relation to human beans. Beings.

No Garage Band, eh? That's too bad. It's a good program, but best of luck finding something equally great for Windows. I have other wings I can take you under ;)

I know, it's extremely unfair. But if a choice had to be made, abby, I would let you have Kevin. I guess I have Jeff anyway. Sigh...Oh, my eyes started to water at the thought. Haha :)

Actually, my eyes are beyond watering. They're mainly stinging. I need to sleep soon.

Ladies, there doesn't have to be any choice....you know, toss away those old conventions of boy and girl...why be so limited?

I have enough love for you all, though you will have to let me sleep for about 8 hours inbetween appreciation sessions you know...cause i give everything in the small death....even my fashion sense...if I keep my socks on that is.

You guys can knit for me until i wake up again...then it's monkey time.

Knit? I will make you a scarf and strangle you with it.

And I'll give up my conventional idealistics of boy and girl when abby sprouts a 9 inch vessel between her legs.

She's a fiery one. Or maybe just jealous.

I really need to go. NIGHT. For the last time...NIGHT.

Strangle me? If you are into that stuff, I can dig that, though I usually keep to the meat and potatoes stuff you know.

but hey, you are pretty pretty so whatever you want...hell, throw in some animals, bit of food and maybe a charming outside location and we can make a film?

"Kev and Jane-Celtic beaches 1-40"

Sweet.....right I have to fly off to work...see you all later me droogs..

I wouldnt even talk to my dad. 11 Years later, no happy birthday to me or nothing. We bump into each other at a store once every 8 months and only a friendly hello is exchanged. Its funny how he lives 3 blocks away, yet fails to get to know me and such. pffft. Just another pathetic person in my eyes. I finally stopped crying on my sweet sixteen when I finally realized he would never call or show up. Life goes on.

Neways. Another thing I would do is make a treehouse. I've never had one. hehe

I would spend it with my loved ones and
repent my sins. I would mostly cherish it
whether good or bad. :)