Sunday, March 12, 2006
Sweet dreams are made of...
Ever since we were young, our teachers would ask us, “Children, what do you want to be when you grow up?” Excitedly, some of us would shout, “I want to be a doctor!” Others would say, “I want to be a lawyer!” Of course, there’d be some oddballs…”I want to be Barbie!”
For me, I couldn’t make up my mind. One moment, I aspired to be a teacher. And then a lawyer. And then, a policewoman. The list goes on. As I grew up, I uncovered the reason behind my fickle-minded behaviour – TV shows.
Since then, I went on my quest to search for my dream. What do I really want to be when I grow up? Even when I was in Mass Comm, I couldn’t quite decide. I loved how personal radio is. I loved how out-of-the-box the advertising industry is. But I guess, most of all, I loved the adrenaline of being a journalist.
I was watching the season finale of Gilmore Girls and the episode was about Rory who has dreamed of becoming a journalist her whole life. Then one day, a prominent figure in the journalism industry told her that she sucked at it. So naturally, she was thrown into a frenzy and eventually decided to stop journalism school and find out what she really wants.
Well, the story really hit a chord for me mainly because I find myself struggling with a similar dilemma. All my life, I’ve been made to think that each of us have a dream which we need to work towards. But how many of us actually end up being doctors, lawyers or even Barbie, for that matter?
Of course, I still really hope to fulfill my dreams, but most of the time, we should count ourselves lucky if we can even get a nine-to-five job with a reasonably good salary. I guess sometimes, we just need to wake up and smell the coffee. After all, sweet dreams are made of whatever we make of it.
Posted by Jo at 11:23 PM
