The Amazing Adventures of Jelly and Her Super Saftey Pins

Life changes every moment of every day. It may seem as though summer break will never come, and life drags on forever, and the car ride to Florida feels more like years than days, but look back for a moment. It went fast, didn’t it? Life. It was given to you in a single moment (hopefully, labor for hours sounds painful), and it can be snatched away just as quickly. So, in honor of life, I would appreciate it if you answered the following questions.

Where do you think you will be in 10 years?

Hm… mid-twenties, that’ll be fun. I guess I’ll be in college, or a recent graduate, working as a shrink, or doing something artsy. Apartment or a small house. I’ll probably be on serious meds and I’ll be the weird phsyco who lives on the thirteenth floor of some fancy hotel. Or maybe I’ll be a famous photographer who travels Europe for inspiration. London, Paris, Greece, Rome.

Where will you be/what will you be doing when you turn 80?

Dead. D-E-D, dead. Nah, I’ll be at some crazy party that my extremely large family will have thrown for me (yes, they will still be alive; all of them). My brother will be a retired 85-year-old writer who made his fortune on one book even though he wrote thousands, and he’ll be in front of some high-tech microphone that is the size of a pea (because technology will be that good) and he’ll babble on about nothing and it will still make sense. I can hear him now: “Eighty years old. Wow. Remember when we were young and we joked that Grandma would live as long as we didn’t practice religion? I didn’t really believe that, but you did. And you were right! Isn’t that right Grandma?” She’ll be in the crowd, completely healthy (at the young age of 145) waving to the wall or something. Yeah, that’s my life when I turn 80.

How do you think you will die?

Morbid much? That’s an easy one though. Hit by bus.

- Jelly & her saftey pins