I have a boyfriend and a dog, and I still haven't figured out what I want to be when I grow up.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't know what I want to be when I grow up. It's funny - people ask me that, and I don't know what to tell them.
You know, I'm still deciding what I'm going to be when I grow up.
I've just grown up a lot and started to encounter some of the big decisions of life in terms of what career I wanted to do and figuring out personal relationships and things.
I thought I was going to be a veterinarian. I was good in science and in math, and I loved animals.
But in order to be the thing you want to be, you have to work like a dog at the thing you love.
I'm not sure what I want to do when I grow up, or if I'm sure I ever want to grow up. I'm sure there are people that wish I would, but you know, my mom will get over it.
When I was a kid I didn't know what I wanted to be when I grew up, but I did know what I didn't want to do. I didn't want to grow up, have 2.2 kids, get married, the whole white picket fence thing.
We've been brought up to pick one thing in life and become really good at just that. But that's never what I wanted to be. I was always interested in many things at the same time, and I wanted to try all of them at the same time, too.
I was lucky enough to know exactly what I wanted to do when I was growing up. I think one of the hardest things to figure out in life is what your calling is, and what truly makes you happy - not what you want to work at, but what you want to do.
I'm 80 years old, and I don't know what I'm going to be when I grow up.