Monday, September 22, 2008

This is.. what I want to be when I grow up

A bookcase perhaps?

I think I've mentioned this before, but when I was younger I had four aspirations. To be a ballerina, a waitress, a model, or a flight attendant. I guess it just shows how high and/or humble my dreams were back then. I think years of being told I was pretty (what five year isn't) went to my head, and waitresses and flight attendants are always portrayed as glamorous in movies so what's a girl to do? I was always awestruck by ballet, but I guess my body didn't want to be the ballerina type, and I am still yet to see proper ballet on stage. I'm hoping to change that this year.

Anyway as I got older my aspirations changed. I wanted to be a journalist, a marketing/advertising executive, and finally a research psychologist. But now.. I don't really know what I want to be when I grow up. It's almost like I've hit a quarter life crisis and everything I thought I wanted in life has suddenly been replaced by this overwhelming urge to just run away and join the circus or be a gypsy or something. Is that normal at this age or should I still be wanting to do my honours/masters/phd and a working stiff for the rest of my life?

I guess the academic route has finally lost it's appeal. At school I was one of the "smart" kids, and being at a public school in the country that wasn't exactly hard. So I always wanted to go to uni and blah blah blah because I was so "smart". Now that I'm at uni I realise that probably about 70% of the reason I wanted to go to uni I was just because I wanted to keep that "smart" status that comes form having a uni degree.

So instead, when I grow up I want to be:
- happy
- content
- loved
- in love
- well travelled
- a mother
- a good cook
- in a good kitchen (of course)
- healthy
- my best.

And that is all I can really ask for. Sorry for the sopfest ;)

Thanks to Cindy at bugandpop for this week's theme and Three Buttons for hosting This is...

5 comments:

Maureen said...

Ah how our dream jobs change and mature.

Being a lovely (!) fairy princess kind of woman does have a lifetime kind of appeal tho, even tho most of us (me) don't like to admit it! Oh for the days of glam flight attendent jobs...with Braniff uniforms.

A said...

What better aspirations could there be? I can relate to the 'smart' thing... I'm 'wasting' my post graduate skills on homemaking : )

daydream lily said...

I know what you mean about the quarter life crisis. I just had one resulting in MASSIVE life changes for me. Its like I just suddenly went "hang on, is this where and what I want my life to be"

I do think it is normal for our age.
so hang in there.
x

Kerry said...

Three things:

1. I've never seen a "proper" ballet either and I've been dying to since I was little!
2. Have you read Gala Darling's recent 2-part article on the "quarter life crisis"? So good!
3. I love your sopfest :D

xx

Jenaveve said...

Bring on the sopfest, Hahaha! No, it's nice to read some honesty. And you've reminded me to get off my butt and do my This Is...

But fear not Fibo, the quarter-life crisis will turn out to be a good one, trust me - I'm still going through it another 7 years on, but it's suprising what you get out of being all shook up. Keep your eyes peeled for the right opportunities and always follow your instincts - that's about all I can say on the matter. Cos don't we also have to have a mid-life crisis? Oh Lord!