1. Do you have any tattoos? If no, why not and what would you get if you did get one. If you do have one or more, tell us how you came to get it, and why you chose the design you got inked with. No tats, never, ever. Ever. My fiancee wants to be covered in them. His loss. I like my skin the way it is. Expression? Art? Sure. Just not my way of doing it 
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2. Has anything ever happened that caused you to believe, or disbelieve, in a Higher Power. Sure, every once in awhile I get the notion that there IS A GOD, because how else can you explain the wonderful, mysterious ways of nature? How else can you explain a sunset? A thunderstorm? A forest full of creatures and all of the sounds they make, their ways of survival, and things they are up to? A new life in a womb, developing its own tiny little teeth, hairs, cells, wrinkles, and even fingerprints? FINGERPRINTS! How the heck else do you explain that?
3. Have you ever seriously considered, or even attempted, suicide? Not ever, ever. I enjoy life to its fullest. Sure, we all have bad moments or even bad days, every now and again. To me, life is way too short. A blink of an eye. Seems like just yesterday I was 15, and the yesterday before that, 5. I’m now creeping toward 30! I am the girl who can barely go to bed because I don’t want to miss a SECOND.
4. Has anyone you have known committed suicide? Not personally.
5. This weekend you and I are going to the nature park for a picnic. I’ll bring the blanket and make all the arrangements. You pack the picnic basket. What’s inside? A pupu (Hawaiian word for snack mix) bag full of norimake (seaweed-wrapped rice crackers), wasabi peanuts (peanuts covered with dried Japanese horseradish paste, and yakko arare (spicy rice crackers), some Ahi, poke (Hawaiian sushi) or some California Roll made with crab or tuna, with lots and lots of wasabi and soy sauce, and for dessert, chocolate covered Macadamia nuts. YUM.
6. Have you ever been mad at God for something that happened (or didn’t happen)? Yes. I was very mad at God when my Grandmother died in July 2000. I was very mad at God when he took a my friend Shannon’s baby girl, Samantha who was not quite 2 years old. I am very mad at God just about every day when I think of my dad and how sick he is.
7. Describe someone that is no longer with us. Tell us about that person. My Grandma was the most down-to-earth person in my family, who we lost in July of 2000. We always could count on her to provide us with a laugh, a good story, a great meal, and unconditional love. She had a way with handiwork, I have a million things in my apartment which she had made for me and given as gifts over the years. She had faith in all who she loved and always saw the good in me, even when I was bad. She was almost everyone’s best friend and if you needed something, she saw to it that you were taken care of completely. Her wit and wisdom were traits that shone clear through to everyone who met her. I miss her every day and wish she would have been alive to meet James and see that we were happy together.
BONUS: Who are you? I am me. I am no one else. I can be a crybaby, a bitch, a lazy slob, an impatient brat, a geek, an argumentative person, a procrastinator, a loner. I’m also an independent woman of 29 who has just recently realized her dreams in life and how to go about achieving them. Very happily engaged to a Big Dreamer and Thinker, who sees that his daily task is to love and please me (how wonderful is that?). I’m someone who never forgets a name to match a face, a shared memory between friends, a birthday, a favorite ’something’ of a loved one. I’m a sister, a daughter, a bride, a best friend, a leader, a builder, a seeker, a comforter, a lover.
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