As time goes by and I grow up a bit, I started to have a more cultured dream. I wanted to become a doctor. I don't know how, I don't why but I wanted to become one so badly. In fact, almost 80% of my classmates wanted to become a doctor as well. I guess it was sort of like a trend. I thought it might be fun to inject people in the arms and make them unconscious and go through all of their inside organs.
Now, I'm 18 years old, (well not technically) and looking back at all the dreams I had when I was young, I realized that I never really wanted to be any of them. I mean, seriously, selling balloons?! Owning a chocolate factory?!? (it would still be freakingly awesome to own one tho but you get my point here, folks) And--and-- DOCTOR?! What was I thinking? Being a doctor is the last thing on my list (no offense, doctors) since I know what medic students had to go through all the university years, plus my lack of interest in biology and chemistry. Therefore, here's my salute to all doctors and future doctor out there.
My dream now appear to be more secure and firm and I'm genuinely determined about it. This particular dream seems just right for me and somehow it fits my soul and personality (oh my god this is so cheessy). This time, I dream of becoming an architect. Being able to translate ideas and designs into a real object is overwhelming, impressive and might be terrifying as well. But I'm just a girl who's taking opportunities and risks and hopefully I'll become a successful one too.
But a dream doesn't stay forever, in my opinion. I might ended up being an artist, a CEO or who knows , a woman who owns a chocolate factory. :)
Nevertheless , I'm an architect at this moment.
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