I'm Glad The Rapture didn't happen

Because I have a bucket list that I haven't gotten around to checking off.

Financial Accomplishments:
have 3 million dollars (I don't need to be ridiculously rich although that would be nice, I just want 3 mil. I think I would be Ok with that)
start my own company
write a book-memoir, fiction
be my own boss

Activities:
get masters
get PHD
see Machu Picchu

Travel:
backpack through europe (including but not limited to: san sebastian, prague, amsterdam, copenhagen, croatia, Berlin, Milan, Greece, Iceland), hawaii, brazil, cuba, africa (undecided where exactly), china, thailand, vietnam, cambodia, argentina, costa rica, india, san francisco, trans-siberian railroad

Things to Own:
soda maker
juicer
brownstone in Brooklyn
dishwasher/washer/dryer (this is such a NYC resident luxury)

Relationships:
get married
provide support to parents
have 2 kids

Health:
have abs
be toned
eat healthy
do yoga

Thinking about the rapture reminds me of when I was a preteen being super worried about dying a virgin and never experiencing sex. Is that normal that I worried about this when I was like 12? Have I always been a big perv?