Back in university when I was crammed in together with a bunch of high-flying, overambitious medical students who would give up an arm ( as long as it's not the one holding the scalpel! ) and a leg to be doctors, I found it utterly nerve-wracking. The boys and girls over there literally ate, slept and dreamt of medicine only - and yet once I started work, bitter disillusionment seems to have crept in amongst my colleagues in the hospital, surprisingly even amongst those who have just started their lives as doctors. Inhuman working hours, the neverending back-biting politics and the everpresent stress at work seems to have dimmed the lustre on many of my friends' rosy dreams. Yet for me, it has turned out almost the opposite. Medical school was never my first choice. If I had my way, I'd have certainly found my way to art school in a second but after weighing my choices, I obeyed my practical brain instead of the zany impulses of my fickle heart. Let's face it, doctors might be poorly paid but it's still a relatively stable career - in comparison to being a struggling, nameless artist.
Sure, I might occasionally - hell, always - gripe about the stress at work but in my quieter moments, I would admit that I finally do enjoy what I do. It would never have occurred to me back in the pressure cooker of medical school that I would actually enjoy medicine.
Still, that doesn't mean I've stopped dreaming. As he voiced out his dissatisfaction at work during dinner, Big Bicep Barry's woes triggered off a certain dream that I've always held - but never actually realized in my conscious moments. The man asked what I'd always wanted to do and I had this vision of what I wanted clear in my mind. And it had nothing to do with having him hot and naked on my couch.
Shopping has always been a passion of mine, bargaining certainly one of my hobbies and since I come from a line of shopkeepers, I've always wondered what it would be like to have a shop of my own. Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe as it may. Something small and cosy selling books, antiques and the odd curio.
Anyone care to invest in a dream?
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When I was younger, I was into my Lego sets and drawings and was going to be a town planner or an architect! What am I now?? Well - an accountant. Is this my preferred choice?? Definitely NOT! But having said that, it helps with the bills. So can;t complaint. Would I invest in my dreams....yes definitely so via other means though!
Keep dreaming! and maybe one day you'll plan to get to your dreams!
wah, u know how to bargain and take it as hobby ah, good good help me buy things!
anyway, why not open a GOOD book shop, always felt that we dont have really good book shop around here, and i mean REALLY good, OLD, ancient books :p and classical CDs btw, so that no need to go to singapore to buy.
when i was in standard 3 and forced to fill in the "cita-cita" box in the report card, i've always put up my favourite 3. police, doctor and teacher. because, uncles are policemen, mom is in medical related world and dad is in education related office.
was pretty stupid back then.
I promise when I'm rich and famous (that's my dream btw. :o), I'll invest in your shop! (but it may take a while til then). It would be just something I often thought about. Even the articles are the same.. books, antiques and odd curio.. :)
dreams are the best thing to invest into.
Hmm..I always dream to be a banker n here I am now. Realising my dream. But the thing is...lately I wanted to give up my dream job n focuses on my other interest. Cooking.
Love it so much, I think I will be better off cooking n making everyone in the world fat.
Anyone wanna try my chicken yogurt ;)
Keep going for it bro - ha ha - I wanted to do something amazing with my life - I still plan too - right now waking up sometimes seems to be an amazing act - lol
Before I go further..Pakcik? Chicken Yoghurt? Chicken Flavoured or chicken cooked with yoghurt?
Well, the realisation of dreams is what makes us humans going. When I was a Kid, I dreamt that I will rule this state in Malaysia that I'm living in...but can you blame me for that, my uncle was the Governor, another uncle was the Lord Chief Justice, several cousins was Parliamentarians and Senators, so was rather disillusioned that I will one day rule Sarawak hahahahaha, come on..weekend hanging out at the Astana, driving around with a police escort...how spoiled can one be....
but now, what is my dream..well, its a passion actually and that is to create a restaurant/club/sanctuary for people to dine, drink and to express their innermost expression through their arts.....a dream? Yes..that I hope that will become a reality....and who knows..maybe I can open a wing in that shop and add in your "Yo Olde Curiosity Shoppe" where I can sell off my antique bronze and ceramic collections and not to mention my those antique venetian beads that came down from my great grandmother when my restaurant biz runs out of money..hehehehehe..so sure..let me see if I have enough money and we can open a joint shop of "Ye Olde Curiosity Shoppe & Restaurant" hahaha
when i was a kid (okay, fine, by your standards, i probably still am) i wanted to open a supermarket. i liked the idea of a whole building being like your fridge, and you'd never run out of things to stock.
then, i wanted to become a nuclear physicist. i was, and still am, some sort of sadistic pyromaniac, and there are no sparklier fireworks than nukes.
now, i'm doing engineering/commerce and am not particularly enjoying it, but i have nothing better to do. what i'd REALLY like to do now is go around doing artsy fartsy things like photography and stuff, and make friends in the half-drugged upper crust artistes and whatnot.
seriously, my idea of a good time is a well balanced RPG, a tub of lemonade, and chocolate. ahh.
quavadis : it is chicken cooked with yogurt. a plain simple healthy food n easy to prepare ;)
Pakcik..ahh..that makes mo sense..hehehe..was trying to figure out how would chicken flavoured yoghurt would taste like but chicken cooked with yoghurt is really nice...yummy..now I'm hungry..okie...lunch time..cya
ha.ha...actually chicken flavoured yogurt sounded more like a junk food.
im trying my hand on fried ice cream but to no avail :(
You can't have your own shop, you will shop in ya own shop without having to pay a single cent in order to fulfill ya kleptomaniac lust and it will go bankrupt.
rgds
shine
Invest your dream when you are old, at least after retirement. Try to earn tonnes of money, cos once we are old, cash flows out but never flows in. Keeping some money for the rainy season allows you to have a shelter over your head.
Ah, ian, lego sets and drawings...:) How did that translate to accounts?
A good bookshop would be wonderful but it wouldn't make much money over here, xavier. Malaysians still aren't readers.
A doctor, musang? Really!
Get rich and famous fast, camydi!
How in the world did you dream of being a banker, pakcik?!
Sure you're gonna achieve that big dream, matt :)
qua vadis, if I manage to open my shop, you'll be sure to have a space for your cafe. Not sure I have space enough for a restaurant though. Pakcik could cook there!
Take your time, quicksilver. You're still young enough to think about what you wanna do!
shine, you bad bad man :)
Thanks for te sage advice, dave. Will keep that in mind.
Paul
Ooh... I can so imagine you opening a "laaady's shop" ala Emily Howard and her friend, Florfence. You could sell laaady's things there!
Only if you join me, Florence :)
Paul
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