I'm full of wishes and dreams. Whenever my birthday rolls around, I close my mind and think through every wish I've ever made before blowing out the candles. I wish I'd be more outgoing. I wish I could talk to guys, flirt with guys, have guys interested in me. I wish I could be bold enough to speak my mind all the time. That's the point of Think It, Ink It. There's no holding back. If a thought crosses my mind, I'm going to write it. Journals, even online ones, are paths to self discovery. Maybe by writing down my thoughts will help me get to know myself even better.
Anyway, back to the wish/dream/goal topic. I want my future to be bright, secure, and worth going through the present to get there. So, I have certain things I want out of life.
The thing I want more than anything else in the world is to be married to the right man in an LDS temple. It doesn't matter which temple, as long as I'm sealed to my husband for time and all eternity. If I can get to that point in my life, I'll be the happiest girl on Earth.
I want to be an English teacher. I want to teach any grade from junior high to high school. I haven't decided a specific grade yet, but I'm leaning more towards tenth grade. Maybe ninth. See? I'm indecisive. But I've already decided how to teach a few things. Grammar, every English student's nightmare, will hopefully be more fun to learn by using games and challenges. I don't hate grammar; I just haven't cheered inside every time my teacher tells us to open our Language books. Games can be a great way to learn. And writing. Not a whole lot of teenagers love writing. I'm going to enforce them to keep a writing journal---mwahaha! I have the power!---but I won't be grading it on spelling, grammar, and other boring junk. I'll just count the number of days they wrote in their journal and give them a score based on that. I won't read their entries. They can write anything; stories, poems, entries on their life. The goal is to get them to find their voice in writing. They can even write profanity, although I don't like those words. As long as they can find their voice and put emotion in what their writing, they can do anything in the world. I don't have to read it.
So other than being the funnest, greatest English teacher to ever bless the lives of students, I want to be a mom. I want at least five kids, but I'll be more than happy with less or more. If I am unable to have more, I'd seriously consider adopting. I might adopt at least one child anyways. It always makes me sad when I think about kids who don't have parents. I'd like to give them that chance, and let them feel loved and cared about. Obviously, I really want to make a difference in kids' lives.
I want to publish at least one of my books. "At least" are the key words. I would love to publish more than one. I've got eight novels in the works now, I think. I lose track of them all. I probably have more but eight was the first number that popped into my head. I get ideas for books every day. Some of them I know would be great topics, but others I chuck out because it's been done before or it's not that entertaining. I've definitely improved my writing skills. A few hours ago, I read over something I had written a couple years in the past and was horrified at how terrible it was. Thank goodness there's improvement.
I want to own the following dog breeds: a golden retriever, a Jack Russel terrier (name him Wishbone), a beagle, and another dachshund. I love dogs. Hopefully, my kids will love them, too. I want dogs that are great with children.
Another goal I have is to own a home with a big fenced yard and a tree for a swing. The house doesn't have to be massive; maybe two stories. I always thought it would be neat to live in an older modeled home, like a doll house or cottage. Cute houses look homey to me. I want a house that feels cozy and safe, a good place to raise a family. I want a big yard for my kids and the dogs to explore and play around in. I also want a hammock for the hubby and me to relax in while the kiddies run around. The only restrictions I have on the house are: 1. The neighbors need to be friendly. 2. I need to live somewhat close to my parents. 3. Ghosts, poltergeists, and other haunts are not allowed inside. If they need help passing on, that's great. I'm willing. But don't pop out at me while I'm showering or just waking up. They need to make an appointment and then knock before walking through doors or walls so I know not to scream. And the first one that possesses one of my kids is going to be thrown out on his transparent butt.
I have many other ambitions, but those are some main ones. Marriage, kids, career, dogs, and a house that isn't haunted...I like the sound of that.
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