When I grow up.

I had a big imagination as a child. These are some of the professions I dreamed of being.

An Adventurer. I had this whole idea of how I would live my life in the jungle one day and the desert the next. I would never stop traveling. I used to tell my parents I wanted to find the one place left in the world that has been untouched, that no one had ever seen.

A Lawyer. For a brief moment in time I wanted to study law. Then I saw Legally Blonde and my mind was changed.

A Country Singer. This one lasted a little too long. I used to sing Toby Keith’s Mexico in my head for weeks until I learned enough of the lyrics to sing out loud…then I discovered that I could never be a singer…my heart was broken on that one (this was pretty recent).

A Poet. A personal favorite of mine. This one came to me mid high school. I was in the art scene full swing at this point and I thought I was amazing. I would drive to the 24hr Starbucks and spend hours writing down poems. I never liked rhyming so they were more of little stories that really only made sense to me. This career path ended when I realized I was spending to much money on coffee.

A Model. This one happened when I was about 14. I went to a modeling agency and everything, they had me walk a mock runway, take a few test shots and present a portfolio. My portfolio consisted of my MySpace default pictures and I was so proud of them. I lasted about a month in the modeling world. They asked me to wear blue contacts because it made me look more adorable…but I wasn’t adorable I was supposed to be a heart throb, thus ending my stardom.

A Chef. This was when I was around 10-14. I tried cooking everything, I spent my savings on cook books and spent most of my time in the kitchen. My sister and i started off making little “concoctions”, as I would refer to them, and then cry when we had to eat whatever it was. I eventually graduated to making meals here and there and even my own cake for my 12th birthday which was a great success and further drove my need to have my own restaurant. I don’t know what happened to that one…it just sort of ended one day.

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