So you're 20, huh? What's next?

Happy birthday to me! Well not quite. 17 days ago I turned 20. I'm at that awkward age between being a kid and being an adult. You know, that crossroads where I need to choose whether I want seriously begin considering a steady career (eh) or stay on that road of wandering, which is where i currently am. So what's a girl to do? I'm not opposed to either really, and quite frankly I'm quite content with where I am. To be honest, I don't want to do anything. Here are some things that I have conjured up that I am sure will help me in my decision making process.
Well, I want to learn how to said a boat. That is most important. Maritime career? Don't mind if I do! Next on the list, I want to learn to fly an airplane. Aviation school is full of the finest gents in the book. All pilots are gems. I want to be a gem, too. Now, the rest are mostly certainly plausible. Probable is the issue.
I want to be a line cook. Okay, doable. And I want to solve a differential math equation. Alright, a little more of a challenge, but certainly doable. I'll probably have to do that at some point to become a pilot, anyway. How about being a line cook WHILE simultaneously completing a differential math equation. Fail.

On to the next endeavor of having the ability to make a chai latte, play the guitar, and assemble a car. Okay. Just okay.

I want to save someone's life. These trusty hands can do anything.
I want produce a movie which to be honest, is not plausible. At all. I don't even know why this is on the list. I don't even like going to the movies. Ugh.
I want to deliver a baby, have a baby, and become a wife first. (probably the most reasonable things on this list.)
I want to travel to Africa, fluently speak another language (not limited to sign language, either), adopt a puppy, grow a garden, not be like my current roommate (I think i can check that one off already), learn how a toilet works, fall in love, be in a diving competition, be in a hot dog eating competition, learn to speed skate, tell someone off, knit a sweater, write a book, sell a painting, and be on the red carpet. Thoughts? This is too much Suzanne for one post.


I'm obviously taking this as seriously as I can.

Up next, the roommate chronicles. This should be good.