I was over at Practically Perfect and Rosanna was writing about how many times she’s changed her mind about what she wants to be when she grows up, I realised I've changed my mind a million times or more, my highlights and laughable low points:
I wanted to be a cabaret performer - I was never good enough dancer and the few of you that have heard me sing regret it. ALLLLLL. Thaaaaat. JAAZZZZZZZ!!!!!!
I wanted to be the next Nadia Comaneci - I think I’ve landed on a balance beam twice after a back flip. Ever.
I wanted to be a train driver, as a child I was interested to see the tunnels – novelty would definitely wear thin.
I wanted to be a Saxophone player, I thought it would be ultra trendy, I don’t think I can tell apart a semi quaver to any other note (I don’t even know the names) Now I would like to learn to play the Trumpet, for one rift in particular from a Big Bad Voodoo Daddy track – it’s never too late
I wanted to be a sword fighter – Fencing lessons last year were a start.
I had wishes of being a Matador – where my mind was, I don’t know?
I wanted to be the first female Australian Prime Minister - I don't enjoy talking politics at all. I met my politics quoter last weekend with a 5-minute chat. I couldn’t care less about issues that don’t concern me directly. Selfish? Most definitely.
I dreamt of being a lover to Casanova – I still do…
I wanted to be a fighter pilot (thanks to watching Top Gun many times) - Stop laughing!!!
I dreamt of producing a talent show where the audience chooses who wins – taken!
I thought of being a forensic scientist – I learnt fast that I can’t stand the sight of blood and just the word needle makes my skin tingle in the most uncomfortable way.
I want to learn to operate a crane - I'm never going to say never
I wanted to knock down most of an ugly eastern suburbs shopping centre and ‘build something pretty’ – look at me now!
Note: One of my many posts from the incomplete now completed collection inspired by another blogger
I wanted to be a cabaret performer - I was never good enough dancer and the few of you that have heard me sing regret it. ALLLLLL. Thaaaaat. JAAZZZZZZZ!!!!!!
I wanted to be the next Nadia Comaneci - I think I’ve landed on a balance beam twice after a back flip. Ever.
I wanted to be a train driver, as a child I was interested to see the tunnels – novelty would definitely wear thin.
I wanted to be a Saxophone player, I thought it would be ultra trendy, I don’t think I can tell apart a semi quaver to any other note (I don’t even know the names) Now I would like to learn to play the Trumpet, for one rift in particular from a Big Bad Voodoo Daddy track – it’s never too late
I planned the best plan to become a Cult Leader - I still have my notes, one day maybe...
I wanted to be a sword fighter – Fencing lessons last year were a start.
I had wishes of being a Matador – where my mind was, I don’t know?
I wanted to be the first female Australian Prime Minister - I don't enjoy talking politics at all. I met my politics quoter last weekend with a 5-minute chat. I couldn’t care less about issues that don’t concern me directly. Selfish? Most definitely.
I dreamt of being a lover to Casanova – I still do…
I wanted to be a fighter pilot (thanks to watching Top Gun many times) - Stop laughing!!!
I dreamt of producing a talent show where the audience chooses who wins – taken!
I thought of being a forensic scientist – I learnt fast that I can’t stand the sight of blood and just the word needle makes my skin tingle in the most uncomfortable way.
I want to learn to operate a crane - I'm never going to say never
I wanted to knock down most of an ugly eastern suburbs shopping centre and ‘build something pretty’ – look at me now!
Note: One of my many posts from the incomplete now completed collection inspired by another blogger
13 comments:
Only ever wanted to be a dancer or a dance teacher. I fulfilled the second part for three years, but it's funny how quickly your life/dreams/ambitions can change once you factor in the almighty dollar ;)
It took me ELEVEN MINUTES to get this comment box to appear. ELEVEN. As in, the one after ten.
My gosh, am I reaching for the stars in asking to comment on your blog? Am I asking too much, Miss Natalie?
I'm so glad you posted this post. Your aspirations were much, much cooler than mine. Especially the part about being a train driver. Toot! But also the lover to a Casanova (sigh).
This was a beautiful post.
PS: I wanted to be a forensic scientist, too. But that was because I totally loved Crossing Jordan.
Steph, i did omit my desire to be a full time lady of leisure ;-)
I'm so happy for you to fulfill your dream, i've heard the money isn't that great for a dance teacher, thought about doing it part time?
Rosanna, I can't figure out why my stupid blog does that!!!! i'll ask the reverend ;-) Tiiiiimmmm!
I love Jordan, i think my inspiration came from Scully (X-files)
I wanted to be
- on broadway.
- a private investigator
- a journo
- writer of children's books.
- a superhero
- a child psychologist
- a doctor (but when I examine this I really didn't want that at all. It's really that I just wanted to have my own stethoscope and plastic models of the human body. Now I wish I could prescribe my own medication!).
- teacher (god knows why).
Cult leader! Cult leader!
Actually I wanted to be a bicyle posty on the Gold Coast. Surf in the morning and deliver & sort mail for the rest of the day. Well... you gotta have a dream... LOL
At 32 and worked all over the world in numerous fields, I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up...
I think retire.
I've never really known what i wanted to do. I joined the army reserve in case i wanted to do that and moved to where i am now.
Strangely now at 35 i have started saying i am not moving to something else because my super is too good (OMG i am talking like an old person LOL)
I always wanted to join the Military and I did at 15.
Neat...
I play the saxophone, and took years of fencing lessons (so I know how to "sword fight").
I can honestly say that both are a blast.
Beautiful post! I really dont know what I wanted when I was little, only 1 wish which I still have, something with flowers or with animals! Maybe one day....
Mez, if you were to get onto Broadway you could be all of those things ;-)
G_Boy, yep! My 'out' was to have a mass suicide and be the sole survivor !
You've got half your dream in the surf almost daily.
Cam, when do we grow up? I'd like to work around the world, maybe one day.
Greg, 'the super' seriously when did we get to that stage?
Scorps, i thought the legal age was at least 16. How did you pull that one off?
Stormin, you are a man after my own heart! The Sax and Fencing! Which weapon?
Jewel, i think at one stage or another every girl wanted to work with animals... Work for it babe
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