confessions of a red-headed stepchild: friday confessional

I still have no idea what I want to be when I grow up. I always thought it would be black and white, like my sister who said "When I grow up I want to be a doctor." Even though she changed her mind, I wish I would have felt that way about something.

I never had that passion. And I still don't. But I wish I did. Because if I wanted to be a doctor I would go ahead and do it.