Don't laugh, but when I was a young teenager I primarily wanted to be one thing:
Jennifer Beal's character in Flashdance. Yeah... She had awesome clothes, a glamorously dingy existence, groovy soundtrack, and a dream. What more does a girl need? Somehow my brain managed to skip over the fact she was a stripper. Not important! She was the coolest person I could imagine.
Fortunately, I did not grow up to be a stripper. Or a welder.