What did you want to be?

Herbalist, healer, whatever.
...
And I am!

 

i wanted to be indiana jones.... still do

 

In kindergarten I wanted to be a ballet dancer.

Then I wanted to be a doctor.
Then, a teacher.
Then, an actress.
Then, a famous writer.

I ended up as a foreign languages teacher.

 

Train driver
Fireman (don't know why the proletarian jobs always seem more attractive when you're younger)
Paleontologist
Astrophysicist
Author - Journalist - Actor - TV Personality....

 

I wanted to be somebody. Now I am just a flickering shadow of a hostile past. I am like, "Oh my god, I thought I would be really well off by now. But damn, I was only dreaming. Had my head down on the desk, my hand under the table holding hands with Kelly Warren, while the teacher was dribbling on about getting qualifications".

 

I wanted to be a farmer, for pigs...
And a famous fencer,
artist,
photographer...

those are the most recent........

 

A vet or an archaeologist

 

Since I can remember race driver.......still do.

 

a contender

 

I remember being in school back in Maidstone Kent*. I always used to imagine that I would be somebody amazing. Best career, best job, best opportunities and life would be simple in reaching my goals. As I sat at my desk with the long sunshiny hazed afternoons reciting English grammer whilst Mr Martin would play Gymnopedie by Eric Satie, in the background. I always had high hopes. It is only when you get older, become much much more wiser. You start to realise that ambition alone, doesn't take you all the way.

The 21st Century. Here we are. Yet I find myself still dreaming and having strong goals. Indeed, ambition alone, isn't the entire ticket to success. With nowt a qualification under my belt. I am stuck in a groove and it is a world of which, every man is for himself. And thus, every girl for herself. Perhaps our kids today are dreaming similar things that we did. How things have changed from 1988.

* Bower Grove

 

I think you maybe reflecting for an entire nation John.

 

I wanted to be a vet, then a teacher, then an actress and still kind of do, but ive already made plans to enlist into the navy next summer after i graduate...so after that i may go work for the ASPCA

 

"I wanna be a punk rocker but me mammy wanna let me,
she says if I'm a punk she will throw me oot and hit me,
I wanna be a punk rocker but I'm fraid to be a punk
cos me mammy wanna let me be a punk.

We'll listen to John Peel cos he plays all our hits,
and they're full of sex appeal like Fiona Richmonds lips,
I wanna be a punk rocker but I'm fraid to be a punk,
cos me mammy wanna let me be a punk."

or something like that, who was it now ?

 

I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair..

 

I think to be a punk rocker you need safety pins in your hair.. fairly sure that's in the rules somewhere

 

I wish I was legally permitted to poke cocktail sticks in Sandy Thom's eyes.

 

.....a lottery winner )

 

ha ha! agreed.

 

No, I think it's safety pins in your nose, the flowers you can put up your jacksie.

I've honestly never used the word "jacksie" in a sentence before, and I'm not sure if I got away with it. Did I do it right? Did I? Did I?

 

based on what the urban dictionary says you used it correctly.