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My sister knew she wanted to be a teacher since she was nine. That’s what she set out to do and that’s what she became. She wanted a husband and kids and that’s what she got. My future was never that clear to me. When I look through old in class journals my elementary and middle school teachers had us write, and I come across the “what do you want to be when you grow up? And why?” question; it’s different every time. My dream jobs included; mobster, professional hit woman, motorcycle driver, and Japanese sword fighter! Once these entries stopped being funny to teachers and I began getting sent to the school counselor, I changed my responses to the more conventional and accepted careers of; Film Director, Pilot, and Advertising Agent. But deep down inside I really wanted to be the latter. Sounds scary I know but if you’ve ever seen the films Transporter or Kill Bill that’s honestly what I wanted to be! I remember when I saw those movies for the first time I was astonished that someone had read my mind and the characters where living my dream! I think all started in the womb. Up until the doctors looked down at my private area everyone thought I was going to a boy. My mom always says that God changed my equipment at the last minute, because had I been a boy I would have been a worse kind of rebel! I like being a girl. There are a lot of benefits that come with being female. I just wish I would have been stronger. I was born the youngest, of two sisters on December 9th 1984; which makes me the baby in my little family of four. When I was born I was ready to leave just as quickly as I got here, but the doctors were able to keep me alive after all. Maybe it was because I was about to die when I was born and my parents watched the d... ... middle of paper ... ... irrelevant because I have changed so much from the person I once was. My past only serves as distant memory now, it did not shape who I am today. You might argue with me on this because we all come from somewhere and our experiences shape who we become. I used to agree with this until I woke up one day and I no longer knew who I was. Better yet I realized I never really knew who I was or wanted to be at all. I realized that I am really good at being who ever someone else wants me to be. I simply mold myself to the person closest to me standard’s. I have been trying for two years now to be me, whoever that is, no matter who I piss of and who likes me or not. This is why I am a Liberal Arts Major because of its interdisciplinary nature. I would like to learn as much as possible about as much as possible so that I can better distinguish my passion and path in life.

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