How can I ever be worried with so many back up plans?!
Plan A: Graduate college with an Elementary Education degree so I can become a teacher somewhere in this state.
Plan B: Go to beauty school and become a beautician.
Plan C: Write a New York Times Best Selling Novel.
Plan D: Post videos of me singing and guitaring to my songs on youtube and get discovered by Justin Bieber.
Plan E: Start a cupcake business called HappyCakes.
Plan F: Gain 278 pounds, go on the biggest loser, lose it all, and then become a motivational speaker/personal trainer for future biggest loser contestants.
Plan G: Buy Rosetta Stone for French, learn it, go to France, and make a name for myself there as a ballerina.
Plan H: Befriend Katie Couric's daughter. Then once Katie gets to know me she will see how charismatic and lovely I am and then refer me to Good Morning America, where I will become a regular news anchor.
Plan I: Change my major to engineering. Get a beautiful engineering major with ambition to fall in love with me. Once he has proposed, I will drop out of school. I will be a stay at home crafting, baking, dancing, mom while he makes $500,000 a year.
Plan J: Build the world's largest water slide. Paint it pink and sparkly.
Plan K: Genetically engineer a breed of horses to become unicorns. Open a unicorn amusement park where unicorns roam free and give people rides to any place that is happy.
Plan L: Teach a dolphin to talk. Bring him to SeaWorld.
Plan M: Discover a new species.
Plan N: Find Atlantis.
Plan O: Try out for American Idol.
Plan P: Get a job being Sleeping Beauty for Disneyland.
Plan Q: Learn to quilt from Brooke. Quilt the world's largest quilt. Then hold the world's largest cuddle party with hot chocolate, marshmallows, Christmas movies, and the big quilt.
Plan R: Solve the Da Vinci code.
Plan S: Be the girl to finally tie down John Mayer.
Plan T: Finally get my dad to write his autobiography and be his editor and publisher...that way when it sells a zillion copies I will get some of the cut and be able to live comfortably until I need to move on to the next plan.
Plan U: Create an app that you can google a personal thing...such as "Where did I leave that checkbook?" or "How hard do I really need to study for this test?".
Plan V: Get hired on as a celebrity's entertainer. Live with them, and whenever they are bored I have to make them unbored by taking them shopping, dancing, cooking, or just telling them stories I made up.
Plan W: Get MTV to come videotape my life and make it into a reality show. It will be called "Sparky in the Valley."
Plan X: Move back in with Brooke and Jeremy. Learn German. Become the neighborhood housekeeper named Valencia.
Plan Y: Locate 8 large refrigerator boxes. Move to Miami. Create a home with the boxes. Collect 7 cats, 2 pigeons, and a squirrel. Live there in peace forever.
Plan Z: Back to plan A I guess?
Love this:)
ReplyDeleteI have your two pigeons...
ReplyDeleteYou cannot marry John Mayer, he would drive me crazy at family gatherings...he's so cocky...
Your list is so funny...I love how it starts serious and gradually gets more fantasy. :) You-so-creative!