I want to join the air force
and I want to fly.
I want to work my way
up the ranks and be the best.
I want to work hard
and earn everything I get.
I want to marry no man.
I want to need no one.
I'm going to college
and majoring in engineering.
Not really.
But that�s what I tell people
because that's what
they like to hear.
Everyone loves ambition
and hard work.
Everyone loves a hero.
Everyone loves selflessness.
But what do I really want?
Well I want that.
I mean, I love flying.
I love it- it's everything to me.
But....
I want to graduate-
Go to RISD.
I could easily get a free ride.
I want to settle down in
a quiet town.
Maybe just stay here in Coventry.
I want to become an art teacher.
Spend my days teaching others
spend my nights painting my heart away.
Spend my weekends at art festivals-
buying and selling art.
Going to museums learning
from those I aspire to compare to-
Van Gogh, Michelangelo, Picasso,
Monet, DaVinci, Georgia O'Keefe....
And I want to have a pretty wedding
with someone who loves me...
and have children and a family
traditions, smiles, laughter, memories...
