Age 4 - Did not give much thought to this question. Only wanted to eat and was too busy convincing my mother to buy me ladybird books.
Age 6 - Teacher. Not because I loved little children or I wanted to impart knowledge or any shit like that. I just liked bossing people around.
Age 6 and a half - Owner of a amusement park. Had a lot of fun humping pillows pretending they were rides.
Age 7 - Back to a teacher. Got scolded by my cousin's maid for messing up the bed.
Age 11 - Ventriloquist. Until I developed an irrational fear of dolls and puppets.
Age 12 - Pianist (those really famous ones that perform at concerts and everything). THEN I found out about music theory.
Age 14 - Tai tai. Got a F9 in math and felt that the future was bleak.
Age 15 - Owner of a lan shop. Can shake leg play comp earn money. Shiok.
Age 16 - Writer/Author. Mainly because I saw J.K Rowling rolling. Of course there was the love for writing as well. I think.
Age 18 - Still a writer/author. The journalism module was still the most potent sleeping drug though.
Age 19 (now) - I DON'T CARE AS LONG AS I'M RICH. END OF STORY.
Fleeting aspirations along the way from mid-teens include being a dentist, surgeon and the prettiest girl alive. I know. I have achieved the last.
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