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If you had just one day to live what would you do

I actually have NO idea. O.O

Well, I certainly wouldn't be with family or friends I only have three REAL friends (the non-superficial type that I've been friends with for years and am still friends with after high school) and the rest have just become acquaintances. I have high standards for who I spend time with

I think that I would probably spend my last day skydiving. I figure that if I'm gonna go the next day, it won't be such a waste if the chute didn't open

That and/or fly an air force jet without any experience--and most likely without authorization and permission I'd save that one for later in the day though, because that one has more safety issues than the skydiving (crashing, getting shot down, etc.)

Did anybody ever think of calling the Make a Wish Foundation? "Hello, I'm going to die tomorrow, and I want you to give me everything I want today!"

In that case, i'd probably make things up with everyone that I might have wronged as quickly as possible, take out a huge loan (can't have any co-signer for this one), take my friends all on a huge shopping spree, and head to the local amusement park and made sure that I died by sabotaging one of the crazy intense rides (my friends would know before hand and not be on the ride), so that I would at least go out with a great story and others would have good memories of me and hopefully not think too lowly of my sabotoge. I'm pretty sure they'd understand

I'd get up really early to watch the sun rise with my boyfriend, have a last go of it between the sheets, and then make sure I was an organ donor before eating all the things I don't usually like bread and chocolate, cheese and wine. The day would be full of time for family, friends, and my better half.

I would probably sit down and rush write the next and last four novels of my series. xD
So..yeah......and I'd also check if I REALLY had only one day to live. And just how long that day really was....=D

[Yeah, I know, retarded answer...but...I really have no boyfriend to do..nasty things to xD...and my family and friends..eh. I see them every day of my friggin life. Give me time to finally do something I want to do before I kick the bucket.]

Beyond the spending with with my kids....

I'd pull a 'Lucy Jordan', and run naked through the shady street screaming all the way.

If I had only one day to live, it would begin as I awaken just in time to see the sun make its debut on this glorious day, its vibrant essence sending shimmers of light across the arc of the vast Atlantic ocean. My home is located amid a grove of evergreens and a variety of other trees native to the forest, overlooking the ocean. It is elevated twenty feet above the ground and supported by the surrounding trees. It is my "treehouse". I designed it myself, but it was constructed by an engineer friend of mine.Electricity is generated by solar panels and wind turbines.
As I prepare a fresh pot of coffee, I am alerted and amused by the days first sounds of laughter as the squirrels, rabbits and other small forest animals race each other to retrieve the niblets of food I put out for them every night before I retire. The various birds dutifully guard their feeders from unwanted freeloaders.
I take my coffee and a toasted blueberry bagel with cream cheese out with me onto the deck to savor as I enjoy the rest of the sunrise before preparing for the day ahead. I watch the fish play hide and seek with the gulls, using the sun's shimmering glow upon the water as camouflage. The gulls are determined they won't go hungry. They are enjoying the challenge. To them it is but a game.
As I shower and prepare for my day, I am anticipating the twenty minute bicycle ride into town. Cycling clears my mind and heightens my focus.
I am a staff writer for "inspire" magazine. I am working on an article which tells the story of a family dealing with the challenges and joys of caring for a physically and mentally challenged child. It tells how they overcame the negative odds against them when the doctors had no hope. Theirs is truly a story of love and inspiration.
I arrive at my office downtown at 9:00am, and begin putting inspiration into words, polishing every detail of yesterday's interview. By the end of the day the article will be finished.
At noon I enjoy a lunch consisting of a chicken caesar salad tightly wrapped in pita, and a medium cup of cappacino, on the deck of the small, seashore cafe down the street. The day is progressing nicely. The temperature has reached 70 degrees in the shade, but the breeze coming off of the harbour adds a bit of relief from the heat.
After lunch I take a leizurely walk along the boardwalk which winds around the harbour. The harbour is tiny. Only sailboats and fishing boats are parked here. Any remnants left over from lunch I leave behind for the gulls that were not so lucky this morning.
I am now back at the office and work steady for the rest of the afternoon to make the 6:00pm deadline. By five o'clock the article is ready for my editor to review. I leave the office at 5:30pm and pedal homeward. The trip home takes a bit longer as it is mostly an uphill trek. When home, I prepare a fruit salad made with bananas, oranges, peaches, cherries and a variety of wild strawberries, blueberries and raspberries which decorate the forest on my property.
After supper I take a long stroll through the winding paths in the woods, forged by generations of scurrying forest animals. The tranquil harmonies of the sounds of nature, including the roll of the ocean and my own breathing, act as a meditation therapy, releasing the stress of the day from my mind and body. The sun is now beginning to set.
When the sun finally sets revealing the night sky, I enter my bedroom which also serves as a small observatory. I am an amateur astronomer and enjoy observing the universe through a telescope that peeks through the skylight ceiling in my bedroom. I am keeping an eye on a small mass object the professionals recently discovered. It is partially hidden by the sun which makes it difficult to identify. I watch carefully for any shifts in its position. No changes yet. The big dipper is tipped indicating it may rain tomorrow.
I place some nuts, vegetables and bread crumbs out for the furry guests in the morning, then get ready for bed. I am now in my bed, exhausted and ready to fall asleep under the watchful, protective gaze of the many constellations, knowing that today was my last day upon the earth. I am not afraid.

Last day to live? Hmm.

I'd catch the sunrise on the beach and spend the morning there. Then I'd go blow my money on food and beer and such and have everyone over for a big cookout/party.

I'd have all my musician friends over so we could have a big jam session out on the deck during the cookout. Then while everyone else is getting drunk and partying, my girlfriend and I would go upstairs and have our own private party.

Hey, ..why not have fun with it?
Your gonna be dead afterwards anyway, ..right?

To each his own.