I was a very strange child. I had huge dreams. I’ve never had a “things to do, places to see” type of bucket list, I had a “jobs I want to have” list. This mostly started in high school and I have been adding to it ever since. Some of them were far fetched. Others, more realistic. To be honest, reality starts at #6, but for the love of the next generation don’t be a dream squisher! So, please enjoy my ridiculous job list below.
- President of the United States of America 2028
- Victoria’s Secret Angel
- Cover Model of Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition
- CEO of Google
- Personal Trainer
- Own a Boxing Gym
- Own a sandwich restaurant
- Professional Organizer
- Event Planner
- Professional Figure Competitor
As a kid, (and by kid I mean teenager), I had big dreams. I haven’t stopped dreaming, but my dreams have changed. I still can’t stand dream squishers though. I went to college with the intent of being the first female President. (There are at least two half-page sports articles and a spanish presentation that reference this from high school…) And you know what, everyone thought I was crazy, but some of my closest allies also thought I might just be able to do it because I believed like all get out that I could.
Lot’s of people told me I couldn’t, and the more they told me that, the more I wanted to prove them wrong. I eventually decided that my pep, optimism, and belief that the world is good would be better suited for a different career, one I still haven’t added to my list of jobs yet. But I beg you, don’t be a dream squisher. Whatever that little kid says they want to be when they grow up- encourage the hell out of it. Who knows- you might be their biggest role model and the reason they pursued their big dream.