A friend of mine had written a blog entry about his dreams from when he was young until now, and after reading it, I was inspired to write about my own dreams.
Going into detail, starting with grade Prep :]
Throughout my entire primary school years, all I wanted to be when I grew up was become a nun and teach little kids how to paint and make things. The reason behind it was that I was afraid of marriage… from such a young, single-digit age. At the time I thought being a nun was the only way to avoid marriage…
My older sister was a singer in a band, and when I went to watch her sing, I was drawn to the person behind the drum kit. So in grade 3 when I had to draw what I wanted to be when I grow up, I drew myself behind a drum kit – but I never took the time out for lessons. Of course being a nun was still part of my dream. A rockin’ nun was what I wanted to be LULZ..
By the time I got to high school the dream of becoming a rockin’ nun was then abandoned – probably because I went to a girls high school so there was no need to become a nun. Reality began to hit me – how am I going to live on my own in the future? Am I just going to rely on my family forever? So in year 9, I decided to drop nunhood, drummer/singer and artist for becoming an Optometrist. My family were very proud of my decision and I was committed to becoming a full-time nerd, Asian 5 subjects and 98.80 ENTER score and all. Not really.
NOW – Product Designer
At the start of year 12, I randomly flicked through a book from the art section of the school library, and came across a product design book. I decided that moment that I will become an awesome product designer.
I spent my lunchtimes in the studios working on Studio Arts and Visual Communication subjects. During assessment time I would concentrate on my folios and just wing Maths and English. After graduating, I anxiously waited for my results to see if I made it to my ‘dream course’, which was Industrial Design at Monash University.
Now here I am, in the course I’ve been wanting to get into for only a year, yet I felt this was where I belonged because all you do is design awesome things. But things didn’t run so smoothly as I’d hoped. After a few months into the course, I felt unmotivated and lost. I.D wasn’t what I had imagined it to be. Towards the end of first year I wanted to quit and take up hairdressing. My family encouraged me to stay in uni, and change courses if I want to – as long as I stay in uni.
I spent some time researching but it wasn’t long until I gave up looking for another course. I realised nothing was as exciting, creative mind-stimulating as well as exam-free compared to I.D. I have my fun times, my ragequit, artblock times and my headdesk-ing moments, but I’m still pulling through. Still, I’m not sure if I consider I.D becoming my dream job…
As for my dreams in life… I’m not so sure. Maybe I just want to spend my years working at some place. Maybe I just want to work and get a huge house and fill it up with adopted pets. Maybe I just want to live my life as it is with my family. Maybe I’ll spend my life traveling. I don’t know. Whatever it is, I’ll be doing it because I love it.
Thanks for reading and I hope to hear about your dreams too :]