I wanted to be an appraiser and veterinarian and a chef and an interior designer.
At different periods of time, not all at once.
Right in the middle of this Forensic Science fad we're going through. Best of luck to you, there are so many people who are getting into this field these days.
I wanted to be a doctor. I never got good enough grades for it, so medicine at uni never happened. At this point in my life, I don't know if I could have done any more years at uni than I did. Totally student'd out. xD
SHE WAS REAL TO ME, DAMMIT!!
Dr.P is in the house!
Sorry, I thought that was most relevant.
I think the reason of the fad is because of these sort comments...
"Oh my god, CSI:Investigation looks so amazing! I want to go into Forensics!"
"Oh wow, I get to catch the bad guys like those people on TV!"
People get drawn up into this fascination with forensics when in actuality it's definitely not as glamorous as T.V makes out to be. I happen to not really like those police forensic dramas. I watch documentaries like Dr.G medical examiner instead!
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Yeah I know - CSI and Bones and the sudden surge of forensics TV shows are entirely to blame.I was just commenting on the hugely competitive nature of that line of work these days. xD
Astronaut. I was absolutely dead set on being the first person on Mars.
... there's still hope!
I wanted to be a teacher. Now I am one.
Shoulda chosen bath salts fiend.
What's a bath salts fiend? Sounds like someone who hides in bath salts in an attempt to catch a glimpse of genitalia.
Very few people in here have actual interesting picks.
What did I want to be? Ghostbuster. Though not so much to bust ghosts as to have a Proton pack and destroy trout with it while calling it work. Also, Astronaut, Power Ranger, Superman, and Dino Rider.
I've never had any overly ridiculous dreams for a job. I'm still holding onto my dream as a matter of fact. Either I'll be an author, an actor, or a performance artist. Of course, there's always something getting in the way of all that, so for now, I'm just trying to get a part-time job while I go for a degree.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
If it makes mine any more interesting, I wanted to become a lawyer after watching Devil's Advocate. The court scenes were really exciting.![]()
Ew. I was nine. No sexy night films for me, please!![]()