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- Rinda
- Just your basic, curious girl with a penchant for wondering about weird stuff.
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I wanted to be an archaelogist. No, seriously. I read every book I could get my hands on and understand about the ancient Egyptians and wanted to go to Cairo and dig up mummies. I even stood in line for 3 hours when I was 12 to go through the King Tut exhibit when it came through Seattle.
Then I hit high school and almost flunked out of every science class I ever took.
I always wanted to be a writer. But not enough apparently to keep after it when a bad marriage and kids and mortgages got in the way.
A paleontologist (archeology was cool, too), a veterinarian (but I'm a hemophobe), a mathematician, and a writer (of novels). I'm feeling really bummed out now...
I wanted very much to be an astronaut, but that wasn't meant to be. Then I decided being a paleontologist would be neat, but for the longest time I wanted to be a macrobiologist.
A horrible freshman year bio class killed THAT dream.
I wanted to be a judge and live on a Plantation in Charleston. Since I was three.
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