When I was a kid, I wanted to be a....

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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At age 5, I wanted to be:

~ a lady doctor
~ a soul singer/songwriter

Later, disillusioned with my first year of college, I quit and decided I wanted to be a massage therapist and travel the world, living among so-called ‘primitive’ cultures of people.

Still later, I contemplated a career in the Navy, [they wanted me to be a nuclear engineer… psh, right!] as well as web design [if you’ve seen my website you’ll know it’s obvious I didn’t pursue that one too far ;)]

Now? I’m still trying to figure it out.

OfficeGirl’s Cubicle Farm

“Argue for your limitations; sure enough, they’re yours.”

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I wanted to be a firetruck too… until I fell in love with the color purple. One more reason we were destined to be friends Sue!

I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!

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I wanted to be an artist, but I could never draw worth a damn. Oh well.

I also wanted to be a doctor, but changed my mind when I found out just how much schooling is involved.

I also went through a phase where I wanted to be a belly dancer.

Shadowfox
“We are what we pretend to be.”

  • Kurt Vonnegut
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I, just like everybody else, wanted to be an astronaut. However, now that I know about all the years of training and stuff that you have to go through, it doesn’t sound that appealing.

I, also like everybody else, wanted to be a rock star. That is a bit closer to reality, as I do have actual musical talent, I’d just have to get off my ass and do something with it.

I, apparently also like everybody else, wanted to be a garbageman. Woman. Person. I always thought that it would be really cool to be the one who got to stand on that little platform on the side of the truck, and collect the trash and throw it in and watch it getting smashed in the compactor. Once I grew a little older and no longer had the fascination with all things dirty, smelly, and gross that all children have at some point or another, that dream faded away.

Now that I’ve actually grown up, of course, I have absolutely no clue what I really want to be…

An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.

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i’ve got my ‘school day treasures’ book here, and apparently i’ve wanted to be:

a native american
a nurse
an artist
an archeologist
a veterinarian
a teacher

the vet. and teacher still stand, but i’m allergic to animals so the first is a no go.

i guess i’ll see you in class.

“human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust; we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.” - albert einstein

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At various points in my childhood, I wanted to be:

A veterinarian … specializing in insects. (I was young and idealistic and didn’t realize that nobody would be willing to pay me to treat ants and roaches.)

A gorilla scientist like Dian Fossey.

A farmer, fisherwoman, and president of my own island.

A farmer and mother of fourteen (ouch!)

An Olympic gymnast (yeah, right…)

A movie scriptwriter

Sigh. Now I’m really wondering how my adult life ended up being so boring…

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When I entered college, my choices were, in order:

  1. Electrical engineer
  2. Writer (fiction)
  3. Forensic pathologist

Talk about variety, eh? Anyway, I flunked out of the engineering program, transferred to Computer Science for about a month and a half, then switched to Philosophy.

Graduated, then fixed computers for three years and went back to law school, where I am today. Funny how these things turn out, ain’t it? Well, not funny ha-ha…

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I’m way too undisciplined to ever settle on what I want to be. If I watch a western on TV I want to be a cowboy. If I watch a cop show I want to be a policeman. If I read Tolkien I want to be a hobbit.

I’ve always thought I could be anything I wanted to be. For the last fifteen or so years I’ve been a software engineer but I’m still looking around.

“To do her justice, I can’t see that she could have found anything nastier to say if she’d thought it out with both hands for a fortnight.”
Dorothy L. Sayers
Busman’s Honeymoon

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I just wanted to be an engineer. No, not the ‘civil’ kind, or the ‘electrical’ kind… the kind that drives the train!

When I was a kid, my favorite place in the world was my grandparents’ house. They lived on a farm in southern Ohio, in one of those hollers they talk about piping in sunshine to…

Gephart Rd. was a trial. It was rough (I can easily remember the first time it was paved.) and between the state highway and Granny’s house, you had to cross the DT&I track five times, not counting crossing the line and a siding in Granny’s driveway. (DT&I = Detroit, Toledo & Ironton.)

When I was little, there were trains every day, some pulled by diesels, and some still by steam locomotives. I used to have a shoebox full of ‘railroad money,’ coins – mostly pennies, but some nickels and even a few dimes – that had been laid on a rail and flattened by a passing train. Some of those pennies were bigger in diameter than a pop can!

My grandfather would take a days-old newspaper, roll it up tight, tie it with a piece of string, and balance it across a rail. After the next train came through, my cousins and I would fight for the privelege of collecting that paper from the track. The newspaper would be cleanly cut in two by the shearing action of the train wheels’ flanges against the rail.

Hey, at age 5, I thought this stuff was pretty cool!

Now I’m a foreman, working on heavy highway construction projects. I cycled through wanting to be a lawyer and a doctor and a lot of other things. But I don’t think I’ll ever forget wanting to be the guy that drives the train…

I don’t know why fortune smiles on some and lets the rest go free…

T

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When I was a kid i never knew what I wanted. I liked the idea of an astronaut (like many of you) or an architect, but i never really descided.

Even in college i changed my major 4 times and never really finished.

So far indecisiveness and fate have served me well.

I like my job and my company, and I have many possibilities for the future.

If you feel that you must suffer, then plan your suffering carefully–as you choose your dreams, as you conceive your ancestors.

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Sylence wrote:

I used to have the same problem.

I got over it by sitting myself down and saying, “All right, I’m going to write the biggest piece of crap the world has ever seen,” and proceed to ramble – that is, to write as though I’m talking to myself.

What comes out isn’t sunshine on a silver platter, of course, but it’s (A) something, and (B) editable.

The truth, as always, is more complicated than that.

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wow, I thought I was the only one who wanted to be a fire engine.

I could never quite grasp the reason why I couldn’t.

Now that I think about it, that may explain a few thangs.

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At the age of three, I decided that I would be a lawyer, and if that fell through, I’d become a social worker. That was really the only thing I considered, and I still want to be one. Boring, eh?
-Lanna

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Well, I’m more typical than I realized. I wanted to be a:

~Garbage Man
~Astronaut
~Football player
~Bartender

I was old enough at the Garbage man stage to understand the concept and benefits of hazard pay, and believed it to be the path to my fortune. I apparently had put some real thought into it.

I actually went to college and got the ideal education to become an Astronaut, but didn’t quite gather that with budget cut backs and the need for military background it would be totally hopeless.

I was a football player…in high school, and a pretty decent one at that, but my measley 6’3" 200lb frame just wasn’t up to D-I and professional standards, I’ll keep up the delusion that I had the talent ;).

After seeing the movie Cocktail I was certain that I wanted to be a bartender when I grew up. This convienently coincided with puberty and that magical attraction to the fairer sex, I came to the conclusion that serving drinks is the key to wild sex. Well, this is one dream that came true (no comment on the sex part), but being the materialist pig I am it doesn’t pay well enough to start a multinational conglomerate that will eventually control legions of loyal employees, and cause the attention of nations to sway on my whim. I do however still dream about owning my own bar, i even have a location picked out, just no capital.

So here I sit, without a real dream left to pursue, a excellent education, and not a fucking clue what I’d like to do with my life…wasn’t this fun.

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I wanted to be a cartoonist! Then I gave up that idea when I realised I had to be consistently funny on an incredibly regular basis, which is reeeeaaaallllly hard! This part of me, despite my trying cartooning out with PigeonMan, has not changed. :wink:

I also wanted to do 3D Computer Animation, but thus far I have only dabbled, and I’m not too great at it, really.

I also wanted to be a StoryBoard artist, and I’m actually doing that too. In fact, I had a good session last weekend.

I’m currently a Web Designer, which in a way combines the former two ideas together. So I clearly have a singular track mind.

(I also want to make just one Porn film, just for fun. I don’t hold out much hope for that one…)

-PIGEONMAN-
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I can’t believe people wanted to be archaeologists. Archaeology has got to be #1 on the list of Things That Sound Cool But In Fact Are Amazingly Dull.

I wanted to be a zoologist, an astronomer, a paleontologist, an ornithologist and a race car driver. (I don’t remember the first one, but my parents insist on it.)

~Kyla

“Anger is what makes America great.”

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I wanted to be an archaeologist too, but of course, I got my idea of what it was like by watching Raiders of the Lost Ark.

I also desperately wanted to write and draw comic books for Marvel. Not any existing titles mind you, oh, no. I would never presume to take over the lives of the X-Men or Spider-Man. I wanted to do my very own comic book, The Guardians.

I would still have all the artwork I did, except, when my parents moved they lost the boxes it was kept in. :frowning:

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Regrettably, Zayla is right. Did the arch training, and while it could be fun in a physically gruelling way, it’s also a great way to sincerely broke. (Not to mention stressed from chasing funding.)

Now I had a much more reasonable goal: I wanted to be a marine biologist. See, my folks did the usual kids-in-the-car trek to Florida. I purely loved the swimming, the sun, the cute porpoises.

It seemed natural. I’d get to swim and play with endearing marine mammals and live in a swimsuit and shorts. Imagine my dismay when I discovered it was also necessary to excel in biology. (I spectacularly didn’t.)

So much for that goal.

Veb

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::smacks forehead, hard, with hand::

Kyla, I meant. (blush; sorry!)

Oh, and Zorro. When I was a child I wanted to be Zorro. The perfect life, riding a horse, wearing a mask and really cool cape and stabbing people with a sword. It was a huge disappointment when my dad told me that people in California didn’t really live in haciendas anymore and encourage swordplay.

My parents worried about me as a child. It started when they gave me a Barbie doll, and I removed the TV antenna and played with my “sword” instead.

Yeah, yeah, more than you wanted to know…

Veb

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Topic: When I was a kid, I wanted to be a…

A LUMBERJACK!

Leaping from tree to tree! As they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia! With my best girl by my side! The Larch! The Pine! The Giant Redwood tree! The Sequoia! The Little Whopping Rule Tree! We’d sing! Sing! Sing!

Ohhhh…

Ahem. Sorry.

The only thing I can ever remember wanting to be was President. Still do, sort of, though I’ve given up any chance of ever getting elected to any office. I’m just hoping that eventually I get a government job, and due to a long string of accidental misfortunes, explosions, and twists of fate, I end up with the job by rules of succession.

JMCJ

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