Thursday, February 28, 2019

My First Self-Made Tattoo

Well... I tried it out. I finally got my tattoo kit from the Wish app, so I learned how to put it all together, and I decided to go ahead and try it out, even though I don't really have any idea what I'm doing. I've watched some videos, and I felt pretty confident, but now that I'm actually trying it out, I'm nervous! lol

The first actual tattoo I tried to do is a heart on my own hand. I just hope I went deep enough and that it finally took, because the first few times I tried to do it, it wiped right off. I didn’t go deep enough, so it didn’t take. I did it about 10 times? lol

Beforehand, I used some numbing cream and let it sit on the stop of my hand for about an hour, so that's why I didn't know if I was going deep enough and just couldn't feel it, or if I was just doing it completely wrong. Finally, I had started to feel the pinch of the needle, so I knew I was making progress. So here is the final result! It’s messy, but it’ll be a nice reminder of my first tattoo that I did :-D


I probably won't ever get to do this professionally since the stipulations to get a tattoo licence are ridiculous. I mean, I'm glad they are in place for those who actually go out and get a licence because it makes me feel like these people are absolutely qualified in my state because of all the training they have to do, but if I wanted to try and get one myself, it would be nearly impossible for the town that I live in. You have to have a certain number of years training with a professional tattoo artist, you have to do so many tattoos on people, and as there are no tattoo parlors in our town, I doubt I'd be able to make that happen, and I don't think I'd have the time or money to spend being an apprentice. So for now this is just a fun hobby to try and learn.

Wednesday, February 27, 2019

Random Photos

Just some random photos I wanted to share... Click on the photos to view them in a larger size.

Me with the Meitu filter:

 Me with a Snapchat filter and my face mask:

Me and Tricity holding ducks with the Meitu filter:


Me with a creepy Snapchat filter and my face mask:

The One-Eared Bunny!

Now that we have our dog, we wanted to go to the local farm store (Buchheit's) and see if they had a dog pen that was pretty well-sized for our puppy, and get an idea on the prices. While we were there, we also found some unexpected friends. They had animals! Baby chicks, baby ducks, a baby pig, rabbits, and even a cat that walked around freely throughout the store! (I assume it was to help catch any mice with it being a farm store and all.) They were so cuuuuuute! They even had complimentary popcorn that was probably the most delicious popcorn I've had in a long time. Here's some quick video clips that I got while we were there:


Here are a couple of pictures of me and Tricity holding the ducklings! Their tiny little wings were like little flippers flapping all around. They were so adorable!!!  X-D

Tuesday, February 26, 2019

I Have to Drug Myself to Sleep

Getting older sucks... I noticed I've been having trouble sleeping at night, and even more trouble staying asleep through the night once I've finally gotten a few hours of rest. I decided I would try melatonin and see if that helps. Melatonin is a dietary supplement that helps maintain normal sleep patterns without feeling so groggy the next day. (So I'm not exactly drugging myself, but it's still a pill that I take to help me get some sleep lol) :-p

I noticed a HUGE difference! I was able to stay asleep most nights. And if I woke up in the middle of the night to pee (that's another 'getting older' thing that I can't stand lol), I was able to go right back to sleep afterwards. I didn't lay there with a million things going through my mind. I just lad back down, closed my eyes, and simply went back to sleep.

Without it, like last night, I noticed how hard it was to fall asleep. I didn't get to sleep until after 1 AM. And then once I finally got to sleep, I kept waking up and switching from my left side to my right side, to my back, wash, rinse, repeat. And if I don't take the melatonin and have to get up, then it's hard to fall back to sleep and I would usually end up getting just a few hours of rest through the night.

I just hate that I have to take something to get the rest that I need... I shouldn't have to take a sleep aid just to do it, but that's what getting older will do to you. I learned my lesson last night, though. From now on, if I have to work the next day, I'm taking my melatonin and getting some decent rest!

Hope you guys are doing well.




Saturday, February 23, 2019

I'm the Short One

Oh wow… We noticed today that Tricity is as tall as I am now! For a while she WAS an inch or two shorter, but I guess she had another growth spurt. Or did I get shorter? LOL She's only 12, so I can imagine that she's not finished growing yet, and if she gets any taller, I will officially be the short one!

I can't wrap my head around how fast the time has gone by and how much she has grown. She still feels like my baby girl to me. She'll always be my baby girl. But now my baby girl is getting to be taller than I am! I guess it feels so weird to me because I was as tall as my Mom, or at least an inch shorter, I believe. So I figured Tricity would be the same. Either as tall as me, or an inch shorter. If we would have had any boys, I would have expected them to be taller, but with a girl, I just thought differently.

She's not taller than me just yet though! But I wouldn't be surprised. My niece Jolie, whom is 16 now, is taller than I am. I don't remember what age I was by the time I quit getting any taller. However, I do remember being a tiny kindergartner, and then about the time I was in 5th grade, we would see the new kindergartners walking around school and they looked so strange to me because they were so small, and all the kindergarten chairs looked like baby chairs. My perception had changed and it felt so strange.

Her feet are even almost as big as ours, and sometimes I'll hold my hand up to hers just to see if her hands are getting as big as well. Sometimes I'll look at her sleeping and I can't believe how grown up she is looking. Or I remember when she would give us hugs and I was surprised when her feet could still touch the ground. I can't believe how much my baby has grown. It's like my mind can't perceive this. So even though she's becoming a teenager and young woman, my mind still perceives her as that little 5 year old climbing into bed with me for me to sing her to sleep.

It's Actually Really Big

So I couldn't sleep, and I was laying here thinking about doing the Ancestry DNA test tomorrow for Tricity. The plan is to get some of her saliva collected right as she wakes up in the morning because for some reason, I think that might be when it's most potent. Whether that is true or not, I have no idea, but then Adam will take it with him to work and mail it off when he goes on break.

But I keep thinking about how I'm pretty sure she’s the first one in the family to have her DNA tested.  I don't think any of my cousins, uncles, aunts, or anyone has had it done yet. And here she is, this 12 year old, being the first one in the family to have it done.

It’s amazing how far along science has come and it feels pretty special. Then the part of me that gets carried away thinks - what if in 100 years, they need to use people's DNA codes for something like making new humans, and then there's Tricity clones walking around? That would be pretty awesome. I know it's crazy, but sometimes my mind gets creative.

Either way you spin it, her DNA is going to be decoded. That's a pretty big thing! And then me, Adam, and hopefully my Mom and brother will all be next, so this little cluster of our family will all have our DNA on file. It'll be neat to see the differences between everyone. Obviously my brother is going to have something different than me because his skin tans very easily so he's pretty dark, and I burn pretty easily, so I'm really pale.

It just blows my mind though, thinking about how my own child is the first among us to take this step. To me, it's about as exciting as taking the first step on the moon. It's a first step on an amazing journey for both the generations that came before us, and those whom will come after. Her grandchildren will know what she is, what we are, and the generations to follow. It's like she's a landmark for the family tree because she has been fully documented. If nothing else in life, I was at least able to leave this legacy for her.

Friday, February 22, 2019

Flat Earth

Haha wow... So I was up late by myself, scrolling through Netflix for some documentaries, and I came across one called "Behind the Curve", which is about the "flat Earth" theory. Feeling curious, I thought I'd give it a go and I watched it.

At first, I thought it was in favor of the whole conspiracy, but then as I watched it through to the end, I realized that it totally wasn't supporting it at all. And the very last few seconds of it? I laughed so hard, it cracked me up. Not that I'm saying that documentary is funny, but that one particular part was.

So it's about this guy who somehow ended up believing in the idea that the Earth is flat, and he started a snowball effect with a lot of the other loons out there in the world who buy into the same idea. And his poor Mother, you can tell she doesn't support the idea, but she supports him. Now THAT is a good Mom. Unfortunately you can't choose how your children turn out to be as adults, so I feel sorry for her, but admire her at the same time.

And where is the proof? All they have are theories. There's no proof. The movie was basically about a bunch of people following this instigator and his concubine without offering any actual evidence. Actually, wait... Scratch that. There WAS some proof that their belief in this idea is bullshit. There were two experiments done in the movie by these believers that backfired on them.

One was to determine if the Earth is rotating. They did a test and bought an expensive gyroscope to find out of the Earth was drifting at 15 degrees, which it was, which showed that the Earth is rotating on it's axis, which means it's not flat. So then they thought they would try to prove their results wrong by saying that the gyroscope must be picking up something else that's rotating, like the stars above the Earth. So then he tries putting in into some special chamber to block out anything that might interfere with the results, just to get the same results.

Another experiment they did was to have 3 boards lined up along the land at the same height, and they would shine a light from one end to the other. If the light made a straight line, it would show that the Earth is flat. If the light was different in the middle because of the curvature of the Earth, it would show that it's round. What made me laugh so hard at the end was when they got the results of this experiment, and the guy was dumbfounded. Needless to say, the Earth curved. His reaction and the tone of his voice cracked me up.

Can people not see that it’s like a cult? Complete with a ringleader who’s making profit off of people’s curiosity and ignorance? I’m shocked that people are buying into his crap. And some of them are dead serious about it, too. They even stopped talking to their family members or have spent so much money on this dream that is just not going to come true. And they treat this guy like he knows what he's talking about when he's wrong, and it's actually pretty sad.

This is the level of stupidity that we have in the world. Not just one isolated area, but all over the globe. And while I'm glad that I can say I'm smart enough to know better, I'm also a let down that we actually have people that dumb in the world, after all the advancements we have made. It feels like we take one step forward and two steps back sometimes. You would think they would at LEAST have basic common sense. I used to think I was just average in intellect compared to my peers, but damn... If I thought I did so poorly and I'm able to see the scientific proof and the common sense and logic - and these "flat-Earthers" don't - what does that say about them?

Logic and common sense are your friends, people. Don't do "the dumb".

Tricity's "Tattoo"

Since the henna I bought had really good results, I asked Tricity if she wanted me to do any kind of designs on her. And since she's a 12 year old pre-teen in love with the Series of Unfortunate Events books, she said she wanted me to give her the VFD symbol. The symbol actually comes in various forms, but this is the one she picked:


So here is Tricity's first "tattoo" lol
I can see where I messed up. The first line is a little too curved, and I could have done better on the circles, but she was very much pleased with it. Don't worry, it'll fade and wash off in a couple of weeks. But then she'll probably have me do it all over again  ;-)


And then here was a picture I took without the flash while she was sleeping, because I wanted to enjoy the moment and have this picture of her cute little feet before they get any bigger  :-p


Thursday, February 21, 2019

Henna That Works!

I’m so happy with the henna that I got! The first time I tried using henna back around 2008, it was a powder that I mixed myself and it ended up turning my skin bright orange. I read somewhere that it might do that based on your body chemistry, so I figured that's just what henna does to me and I hadn't messed with it since.

But over the years, I started to wonder if I bought the wrong kind? Maybe that kind was just for hair dying? Or maybe I mixed it up wrong? So when I started seeing pre-mixed henna on the "Wish" app for a great price, I knew I had to try again. The brand was Golecha, and it said it was fast drying, but I didn't realize just how fast it would be. The last time I waited, it took hours. I got the black color just to be on the safe side. I wanted to make sure the color was dark this time.



I snipped off the tip and did a sample on my skin to make sure I didn't have any allergic reactions to it. With me, you never know. I seem to be allergic to the weirdest things. It was DARK!


To my surprise, it only took about 40 minutes before the lines began to start popping up like they were starting to peel all on their own, and it wasn't even a full hour before the whole thing was dry! I peeled off the rest of the dried design and to my surprise and delight, I wasn't orange! Instead, the design was just about as dark as it was when it was wet.


Then, to further test the quality of the product, I tried to scrub some of it off with soap and water, but it still pretty much looked the same and it barely faded at all. I'm VERY pleased with this product, and I can't wait to do a full design!

Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Something More Cheerful...

So I've been feeling more drawn to bright and cheery colors lately. Especially anything holographic or iridescent, or like a rainbow prism. The more light-reflective and colorful it is, the better. I've been looking for a bedset to reflect this mood (haha puns). This is kind of what I've been wanting to find, except this isn't a comforter, which is what I need.


It's actually been very difficult to find a holographic comforter that isn't just a print (like this one) and is actually shiny and reflective. Even though they label it as "holographic", it's just a print. It's not actually shiny.


And some places that I find have holographic blankets, but they're not king size, which is what I'll need. They're just throw-blankets that are a decent size, but they're still about a foot too short. I've also found holographic fabric and holographic shower curtains. I've thought about getting this false blanket and covering it with a shimmery holographic top to give it the right effect, but even these fabrics are too small to fit a king-sized bed seamlessly.



 I've resigned to just finding a very colorful bed set that I want, but when I finally found one that had the right design that I like and the right colors, I can't find it in king size. Apparently the bed set I wanted is only for girls, and little girls don't usually have king-sized beds  X-D


So then I found some holographic sparkly fabric on ebay and I thought - maybe if I get some various colors, I can come up with a neat design and just sew my own blanket? But I don't really know much about sewing yet, and I'd really much rather just order something already made...  :-\


My original plan was to get this bedset, which inspired the whole happy cheerful color mood  lol So maybe if I can't find what I'm looking for, I'll just stick to getting this instead?


Either way, my current bedset is black, gray, and silver, and I'm not feeling all broody and moody like I used to. Or maybe I actually am and that's why the outside of me wants more color in my life? I don't really know at this point. All I know is that I've gone from liking simple black and gray to wanting all sorts of colors. It's a change I've been feeling for a while now, but I just never felt like surrounding myself with it until recently. When I was younger, I didn't really care for rainbows, but now I adore them (and it's not a LGBT thing either lol I'm just clarifying that because that seems to be what everyone relates to rainbows these days, and that's not what I'm feeling. I don't like vaginas  haha)

Anyway, hopefully I'll come up with a solution. I still have some time before I even need to worry about it, but if anyone could point me into the right direction to find what I'm looking for, I'd be so thankful ♥

Tuesday, February 12, 2019

The World is Burning (Dream)

Another short dream.

I dreamed that the world was moving closer to the sun, so everyone was being evacuated. They were trying to get as many people as they could onto spaceships and get them sent off to the moon to live there instead. Why the moon? I have no idea. It makes no sense, but it was dream logic. In reality, the moon would either continue to orbit the Earth and it would burn up as well, or else the Earth would keep moving, and the moon would crash into it once it completed a cycle, if it had stayed on track and and didn't move along with the Earth.

My Mom and Tricity were shipped off right away, and me and Adam were left behind to gather some belongings, and then we could take the next ship out to be with them. We were only allowed to take one bag per person. But do you know how hard it was for me to try and pick and choose what we would take, and what we would leave behind???

You may not know me very well, but I have a LOT of stuff. I'm a very materialistic person. And I had to try and factor in - what would work there and what would be useless (like my computer or any gaming systems). I had to try and think about what clothes we may or may not need based on how cold or warm it would be in our living place. I had to think about what things we might need to keep us occupied in our free time. And of course I couldn't go without our mementos, like our photos and scrapbooks. So you can imagine how full and tight I was stuffing these bags, and I tried to get the biggest bag I could find that I could carry around.

So most of the dream was spent with me going through all of our things, trying to pack as efficiently as I could because all of the rest of our stuff we would be losing forever. And the longer I took, the hotter and hotter the world kept getting. By the time my dream was about over, we were sweating and burning up. I don't know if we ever made it onto the ship because I woke up before that could happen...

Saturday, February 9, 2019

The World Doesn't Like Americans (Dream)

This was a short dream, from what I can remember, but it was pretty scary. I had a dream that me, Adam, and Tricity went on vacation with his best friend Buddy and his family. We went to some popular tropical place like Cancun or something. I don't remember exactly where. That's not really the point.

Anyway, you can imagine, with us all being kind of redneck in our ways, a whole group of us stood out like a sore thumb. I noticed we were getting some stares but I wasn't going to let that dampen our vacation. We had never been to a place like that before, so it was pretty amazing, and I was going to enjoy every moment of it.

We had gotten settled into our rooms, and decided to go out for dinner, or go down to the beach, or something that required us all meeting up as a group and getting away from the hotel room. I'm not sure what it was, but I DO remember that I had to run back up to the room really quick to grab something. I think I wanted to bring my laptop? But I had forgotten it upstairs, so I went back up to get it.

When I got into the room, I found Buddy slumped against the wall. I could tell he was injured, and his hand was clutching his chest. I asked what was wrong, and when he moved his hand away, I could see a huge gash on his chest and you could see the meat and bone on the inside. I screamed for help. He said a bunch of local guys came into the room and started beating him up.

It didn't take much to know that this was a hate crime because we were Americans. It sucks because if I could live anywhere else, I would. But who really has that kind of money to just pack up and move? And having friends across seas, even I have experienced a bit of a ribbing before for being an American, and you hear about these kinds of things happening all the time. It was a scary dream, but I'm glad it was only that...

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

Tricity Came From the Future (Dream)

I was so sick yesterday. It's only a cold. I have a cough, sore throat, and stuffy nose, but my whole body is achy and I felt like I had died. I slept for about 20 hours. During this time, I remember having a really weird dream, so I thought I would share it with you. This is the kind of dream logic I have when I'm sick  lol

All I can really remember is that one day after school, Tricity brought a friend home, but I thought it was so weird that this girl looked so much like Tricity. There were slight differences, but she could have been like a twin. And although they went to her room to play, I kept asking questions and kept observing them both because something just didn't seem quite right.

Eventually I called them into the living room to stand side by side in front of me. The friend was a little taller and looked like a more grown-up Tricity. I looked at Adam and he kind of shrugged at me. But I knew then and there that something was off. For some reason (dream logic) I had her turn around and I lifted up the back of her shirt.

"A-ha!" I had said. There across her lower back was a brownish tattoo written in a font that you would find on a government building. It said
"Tricity Craft
Founded in 1982
Built in 2006"

1982 is the year I was born, and 2006 is the year she was born. I said "I knew it! You're a time traveler from the future! So it really IS going to happen!" It was a weird tattoo to have, but it was the way they identified people later on. I got onto them both for trying to lie to me. I said "Your Mother is smarter than that. Next time just be honest with me and let me know." But now came the question of why she was here and where she had come from.

As it turned out, she said she had time traveled here from only a couple of years from now, in 2020. "That's much sooner than expected." I said, thinking out loud. "That's not the year they said on the videos." I said, thinking about the conspiracy theory videos I had watched before on time travelers from the year 2029. (See the blog entry here.) Then the future Tricity explained how in a couple of years from now, Verizon, AT&T, T-Mobile and more phone companies get into conflict with each other, which causes other businesses to get into conflict, and a war breaks out.

For some reason (more dream logic) these companies had figurines to represent them, like little robotic action figure guys, and what we didn't know is that these figurines secretly had weapons built into them that were like laser guns. Tricity had come from the future to help us gather as many as possible and to prepare to defend ourselves.

We started setting up defense when I woke up and stopped dreaming about it. For the rest of the night, I kept dreaming about The Walking Dead, and how I wanted to build a tattoo place at Hilltop, but they didn't want me to. They put me though a lot of hoops to try and hinder my progress, but eventually I got it. So weird...

Sunday, February 3, 2019

What is Normal?

After watching some random YouTuber's video from a woman who usually dresses up crazy and then did a video where she looks "normal", it made me think about what normal actually means. While there is a lot of debate over the meaning of normal, I do believe there is a basic common perception.

Some people say normal doesn't exist because what is considered normal is different to everyone, just as some bad guys don't think what they are doing is bad because they they have a different viewpoint. They feel like what they are doing is right because their morals are different, or they feel like they don't have any other choice (in which case they would know what they are doing is wrong, but they're doing it because they feel like they have to). But all human beings know the basic "right or wrong" concepts. You KNOW when someone is being mistreated. Just as you know when a person looks normal or not. There IS a basic perception of normal.

For example, some people may think of normal like this:


They think that just because they grew up thinking they had to look a certain way to look normal to everyone else, that they are correct, while someone else who grew up somewhere different may think that person is wrong and they are the ones who are actually correct.

Just like the meaning of "normal". In today's society, we are expected to accept everyone just the way they are as being normal, because it's fair. This is a 'leave no one behind', no one is wrong, everyone is right, we're all winners, everyone gets a lollipop kind of society.

However, there are those of us who take a step back and look at it like this:


And this is saying that whoever left this here for everyone to see originally had the intent to make a six or a nine, so one of these people are actually wrong. I used to agree with this, that there was actually a right or wrong, left or right, up or down, in or out, good or bad... That's the kind of society I was raised in, where we focused on opposites. There was always a winner or a loser.

Just like with the meaning of "normal". If you didn't look perfect, with the perfect hair, perfect grades, perfect smile, if anything about you dared to be different and you didn't fall into the same cookie cutter mold, you were looked upon as an outcast and you were different and weird.

This is what I used to think of as normal, and I was on the weird side of that. But then someone pointed out something that was even more logical:

What if whoever left that there actually had the intent of creating a 6 AND a 9? Just so people would decide for themselves which number it actually was, and make their own decisions. They never even actually had a goal in mind except to get people thinking. Or what if it was never meant to be either one? What if it was actually meant to be an 8 and was just never finished? Or what if it was an accident and someone was just making a swirl that happened to look like a 6 or a 9? What if it is there to exist and to just simply BE?

Just like with the meaning of "normal". What if normal is just meant to be however we were born? The way we came into the world, without hair dyes, contacts, plastic surgeries - no altercations of any kind. Just to BE. But then you might ask - what about people who are born with deformities? Wouldn't that make them abnormal, because they're not born like everyone else?

My answer is: Well... yeah. It does. It makes them different. But you know what? That's amazing. We're all used to normal, so if someone is born with something different, I think it makes them special. Should we treat them negatively because of it? Of course not. A person should be treated negatively if they are hurting someone, but not for the way they were born. Should we give them praise? Not necessarily, but if you want to, I don't see the harm in it. Who doesn't like a little extra praise now and then? Should we treat them as equals? Of course! But not because it's "fair" and because everyone is a winner. But because it's just the right thing to DO.

Just as I believe that if anyone wants to have green hair and wear orange eyeshadow and blue lipstick to stand out? Or if someone wants to have a bunch of tattoos, piercings, or body altercations? So be it. Good for them for wanting to add variety and for looking how they want to look. If it makes them feel better about themselves and doesn't harm anyone else, I don't see why their fashion choices should matter to anyone else.

Just as I'd say if another person wants to straighten their hair and wear blush and curl their eyelashes. Good for them, for wanting to look attractive. If a guy wants to grow his beard down to his ankles, good for him to put in the time and dedication to maintain it. If someone wants to get a nose job, stretch their earlobes, get braces on their teeth, wear an artificial leg, get lasik eye surgery, shave their head, get a boob job or a reduction... If it helps them feel better about their life and they aren't hurting anyone, good on them.

If they hurt THEMSELVES, that's different. Everyone has their own level of pain they are willing to deal with to look how they want to look. Even I've pierced my own nose before. But someone choosing to do something painful or having pain forced upon them are two completely different things. No one should ever be forced to feel pain against their will.

And the same goes for someone who DOESN'T want to stand out. Someone who wants to look natural and not wear makeup or make any changes to their body. Good for them for wanting to keep it real and original. Most of us see normal every day, and we're wanting to change and be different, but sometimes not standing out at all is just as different, because the world doesn't see that as being normal any more. They see strange as normal and normal as strange.

As a teacher once told me in health class - We're all just vessels, really. Our bodies are like cars, and our souls are the drivers. And I feel like however we want to decorate our car is up to us, as long as we're not running people over or causing crashes. From a smooth classy limo, to a big redneck monster truck, from a Mom van, to a pimped out hooptie, we're all different, but we still have respect the other drivers. Not because it's "fair" but because it's common sense, and it's the human thing to do.

L.I.V.E. L.I.F.E.
Free yourself

Saturday, February 2, 2019

Ignorance is Bliss? (My Wish Haul - So Far)

They say ignorance is bliss, and that used to make me mad because I felt it was important to know things, and that knowledge was the most of life's most important tools to have. I don't think I ever fully understood that statement, but now that I'm older, I realize just how much of a sarcastic statement it really is. Especially now that I'm in that situation :-p

'Situation', you may ask? Yeah... I made the mistake of downloading this app called "Wish". So now that I KNOW about all the cheap novelty stuff on there, there's soooo many things that I want. And these ideas pop into my head like - I can become a tattoo artist! I can grow an indoor garden! I can wear steampunk cosplay!

But now that I know about this app, I'm excited about it, but I also regret ever downloading it! X-D  LOL  because now I can see myself working on new projects that I will probably never complete, or buying a bunch of junk I don't need, or spending a lot of money I don't need to spend, even though the stuff is actually pretty cheap. I feel like it's going to be a lot more hassle than I need. So that's why I feel like - if I hadn't known about this site, I may have been better off. But I'm not so bothered, I guess. It's stuff I've been wanting to get, or didn't realize I wanted to get  :-p  LOL

So far, I have gotten these items, either already in my possession, or on the way:

These masks


This engraver 

This nose piercer

These nose rings

This headband

Some henna stuff to decorate my skin

This highlighter makeup

This survival bracelet

These syringe pens

This tattoo kit

These heart-shaped glasses