mydreams&ambitions
well, i was watching the australian open and suddenly thought how nice it would be to be a top professional player. of course, i was just daydreaming (with maria sharapova's shrieks in the background; and boy, does she take ages to serve or what?). well, since i dont really feel like blogging about my chemistry teacher's previous fashion blunder... oh heck, i'll tell you a bit. it seemed like she wasnt wearing a bra when she actually was. yep, it seemed like the people of the world could see her *t[toot]ts*. anyways, back to the subject. today, i'll blog about...
myDREAMS&AMBITIONS
well, here goes:
the #1 professional tennis player. well, i do take tennis lessons, but my backhand and serve would make rogerfederer/ andyroddick/ novakdjokovic roll on the floor laughing. the previous lesson i took was enjoyable for once though. my forehands were like KAPOW!(i'm not bragging!) i was surprised. even uncle paul was surprised. hopefully i can repeat it this tuesday. anyways, this is my dream&ambition number one, being the #ONE-ranked professional tennis player.
sadly, even if i started to devote my ENTIRE life to tennis starting right now, it wouldnt happen. the first obstacle would be: i have no natural talent. wait, do i need natural talent? i'm not sure. oh wait, i do. if i did, my tennis would have been good right from the beginning. urgh. anyway, besides that, i started tennis really OLD. like, 13-year-old OLD. that's considered a really late start in professional tennis; it's just like starting to learn how to draw a stick figure at 50. most (if not all) professional players started playing when they were 5 or 6 years old. starting tennis young certainly makes your game better.
also, i dont have the money. i need money to get into a well-known tennis academy, to get a custom-made racquet, to get a great coach, to fly all over the world to enter various tournaments etc. sigh. i'd probably need to stick to a strict training programme too but i'm not well-known for my discipline. my passion for some stuffs snuffs out quite easily too... i love playing tennis so much right now, but i'm not sure if i'd get tired of it when i get into the real thing.
another issue would be of my parents. they'd want me to focus on my studies (major examination this year). and soon, they'd want me to get a career that actually guarantees a HUGE salary so that i can buy stuff for them. haha, just kidding... not about the career and salary though. i can already imagine my mum laughing at my plans. she knows about how lazy i am and how i give up on things quite easily so i dont blame her for ROFL-ing.
my thirst for tennis is insatiable
all in all, i want the fame, the screaming fans, the money and most of all, i want to play great tennis. ahhh... how nice it would be.
I LOVE TENNIS!
an award-winning author. yep, winning awards like the man booker prize, the guardian first book award and yadda yadda yadda. winning the pulitzer prize would be nice too, but its a dream&ambition within my dream&ambition number two. why? i'm not an american, you i'm-oblivious-to-anything-thicker-than-my-reference-books person! all you do is read and read and read reference books! why? because you wanna be #1 in class! i dont think so, you dork/nerd/geek! you poor bunch of people, never ever getting the chance to savour the emotions and feelings and thoughts a GODDAMNED GOOD novel would bring. NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM AND READ YOUR CHEMISTRY NOTES! GO! I DONT WANNA SEE YOUR FACE! GOOO! what?! you're saying that i'm siao/gila? OH NO YOU DIIINT! (imagine a black girl saying that) what?! now you're saying i'm putting words in your mouth?! i'm gonna get you, you little arseho---
---oops, got a little emotional right there. hehehe... anyways, yes, i wanna be an award-winning author (mostly fiction). sometimes, when i'm free, or in the midst of my final exams, i think about storylines and characters for my first novel. but most of these attempts end in me thinking about how corny they seem. what i want is a way to channel my imagination into a form that can be enjoyed (and criticised) by all the people of the world. teehee. i think i better shut up now.
hey, wait! i'm not done yet. so you're asking me why i'm so insane about novels? well, the part i love most about reading one is the process. the SUSPENSE. the TRAGEDY. the CUPCAKE & CUPofCOFFEE in bed. oh gawd. my head's already spinning like a rabid dog on a hundred ecstasy pills. i cant take this anymore, to hell with school! and when you see a huge inferno over penang, you'll know it's me burning all my school textbooks... and reference books. in your faces, you DORKS/NERDS/GEEKS! i just wanna curl up in bed and read a good novel... with a bar of dark chocolate and a cup of hot rooibos tea at my (very, very, VERY messy) bedside. one main reason of why i'm quite unhappy now is that i dont get to read my novels the way i want. as everyone knows, teenagers are nocturnal. so yes, i reach my highest level of potential energy in the middle of the night. so i read my novels at night... (the peace and quiet; curling up in bed! *glee*) but in the end i have to stop somewhere somehow because of school the next day. dammit.
oops. somehow i changed the subject. silly me. *smacks head* well, nothing else to say here. just one thing though: I LOVE BOOKS!
a famous chef who has his own TV programme aired all over the world. example? JAMIE OLIVER!!! everytime i watch his show, my mouth waters like the great flood that God unleashed upon humanity eons ago. oh gawd... yummy. and the skills! the creativity! amazing. phenomenal. insane. insane? oh because he electrocuted a live chicken on his show. i didnt watch it though i heard it on the news. the british version of PETA was said to be after him since the incident. oh well...
hmmmm... i've always loved food (i tend to stay away from spicy stuff though). be it char koay teow, caesar salad, putu piring, ice kacang AND ALL THE FOOD I'VE EATEN BEFORE! and i eat all this without gaining weight! it's quite ironic actually. girls eat less but are still not satisfied with their weight whereas (some) guys eat all they like without gaining a kilogramme. learn from the french: eat in moderation, people!. i just thought, some people wouldnt have the chance to savour such lovely food. especially those who live in famine (i'll pray for you). so a message to the people out there, think about this: there is no love more sincere than our love for food. so EAT. i find that so true. it's a quote from somewhere. i forgot, sorry. whoever came up with that quote deserves two thumbs up.
since i love food so much, i thought why not create some? (everyone should laugh at my plans right... about... NOW) HAHAHAHA. i think i'll just bake, not cook yet, for now. cupcakes and cookies should satisfy that little rat(atouille) in me. haha. i live to eat, not eat to live. I LOVE FOOD!
those above are my current dreams&ambitions. hopefully not too many more pop up as then, i'll be having a hard time choosing my career. oh wait, i might not even be any of these! scratch that! haha