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An Oscar? For best original screenplay? (I know, but it's the only one I'd have a decent chance of ever winning if I'd enter the movie-biz, I'm a horrible actress.) To me? Oh, I hadn't even prepared a speech! *pulls out two rolls of parchment and lets one of them fall to the floor revealing ten metres of scribbled paper* I'd like to thank God - without him nothing would be possible - and of course my parents who've always been there for me... Buuuut the truth is that I did it all myself so... WOOO I ROCK! UP YOURS!

I always wanted to do that. Of course, it'd be terrible manners so I would never ever do it (I think) and let's be serious - I'll never ever be even close to getting an Oscar and we all know prizes don't really matter anyway, don't we?
Another thing I'd love to do is date a royalty and then make him fall for me, propose and have a big wedding. Only... Once the minister asks me if I "do" I'd say "no-pe" and then I'd just leave. I don't really know why, but it'd be a fun thing to do. Of course... the poor royalty probably wouldn't like it, but oh well.
Or pull up a chair outside someone's kitchen window and sit down together with a bucket of popcorn and then just look at the people inside that house all day. Here in Sweden most houses have their kitchen windows towards the street so you can pretty much always see in.
When I was a kid I always had a strange idea of marrying a really old man between 95 and death and then make him testament all his money to me and then wait for Death to come and claim him. And of course, if Death waited too long - smother the old buffoon with a pillow. For some reason that doesn't seem as tempting now as it did then. Probably because I've discovered sex by now and the thought of having sex with a prune isn't really tempting, even though he probably won't be able to get it up, I'm so not taking my chances.
Or just do what Michael Douglas does in Falling Down. But I bet you'd love to do that aswell, so that doesn't really count.