When I was younger I just knew I would be like Mary Lou Retton and score a perfect 10 at the Olympics. Later I thought I could do one of those rich-people events where they ride on horses in pretty clothing. Today I realize the only possible way I could win Olympic gold is if a series of unfortunate events were to happen to befall everyone competing with me.
See, there's still hope for the rest of us. Sign me up for the 2010 curling team!