My dad use to tell me that I was gunna grow up to be an amazing artist who will be well known across the planet. I was gunna get a big house, and have the most amazing statue of me put smack dab in the middle of New York next to the Statue of Liberty. I was also gunna make a whole city for puppies and name it 'Puptropacus".
Now, 18 years later, I'm a poor college student who spends her whole paycheck on nothing but tomatoes and art supplies. But I mean, come on...

Close enough, right?