Weatherman
Since my last blog I couldn’t think of another topic to talk about so I will talk more about my thoughts of being a weatherman.
Ever since 4th grade I have wanted to be a weatherman. It wasn’t one of those things that I have wanted to do since kindergarten, in fact, I had no idea what I wanted to do when I grew up. But then I woke up one day and I just wanted to. I personally don’t know how I thought of it but my ideas of it are these theories.
1. In a dream
This idea has me having the longest dream I have ever had. I would kill a fire-breathing dragon and then decide that I wanted to be a weatherman
2. jealousy
I got jealous of all my friends having the best dream jobs so I chose a random job. I am lucky I didn’t choose a cashier!
3. my dog
My dog came up stairs and told me that I shall be a weatherman, I guess I believed him.
4. coincidence
Happened just by coincidence.
Please help me decide which theory is true in the comments!