baaaack.

well, sorry about it. i'm back from my soul/culture searching eat, pray, love trip. you are welcome. sorry to have you so deprived. but, here i am, and there you are. let's go.

today is going to be a day of reminiscing. it is a day that i will go through all of the various career paths that i wanted to take growing up. some of them, realistic. most of them, not. i will let you decide which is which. so, recap: cracked out life plans. ready, ale. (go in creole. yep. still in that phase of convincing myself that i will be bilingual.)

a dog.

this is not a drill. i wanted to be a dog for a long time. they can pee wherever they want, and sleep a lot. i'm not saying i do that now, but i'm not not saying i do that now. and if that's wrong, i don't want to be right. and i love getting rubbed and scratched. dogs have the best life ever. and they chase cats. what a beautiful thing.

limited too model.

i thought limited too was going to last forever. and that i would wear their glitter logo tshirts for forever and a day. i think i owned those purple sunglasses, and always rocked them with a bucket hat. hey, sweet.

a singer.

once upon a time, i was in a singing and preforming group called "star struck." we wore red sequined jackets (like above) and top hats and sang a song called "welcome back" and "king of new york." i was convinced i was going to be a singer, on broadway, and famous. all while wearing my purple sunglasses and bucket hat. quite a great career path, if you ask me.

stand up comedian.

i would still be totally fine doing this as a living and making no money and making people laugh their brains out by telling my embarrassing but far too true stories. and that's that.

rapper.

because everyone goes through that phase where they are a little culturally confused. just me? alright.

things are more realistic now. physical therapist, blah blah, work with kids in other countries, nurse, blah blah. granted, my life plans change every 79 seconds, but that's alright.