Documenting my life story is something I did as a kid ever since I learned how to write. My story was told through diaries and art. Now I guess I've become too lazy to record my everyday happenings. Instead I try to update this blog on topics or themes I ponder on.
The idea of sharing my childhood dreams came from a Financial Management extra credit assignment, to watch Randy Pausch's Last Lecture and write an essay on it. I always wondered how a dying person must feel, and I always imagined it to be painful. Randy Pausch's vibrant energy and outlook on life inspired me to embrace my life, the memories I share with people, the good and bad experiences, and the present moment I have to live by doing what I love and by spreading goodness, lending a hand to others, and making a difference, a statement that lets the world knows who I am and what I'm all about. There are so many dreams I want to fulfill, and hearing how Professor Pausch’s dreams came true, my hope is now restored. His speech also spoke to me and I learn that even though I’m not sure which area of Business I am talented in, I want to be involved in something that reaches out to thousands of people and make an impact in their lives.
Life happens, and something like this is not in anyone’s control.
“You can’t change the cards you’re dealt with, just how you play the hand.”
Whatever circumstance you’re in, you can’t choose which family you are born into, what you look like, where you were born, when you were born; those are given and you just have to live to surpass all of those stereotypes that aims to categorize and group you and overcome those obstacles and hardship that always seem to build up and bring you down and build bridges along the way by creating your own path.
Professor Pausch’s lecture made me thought about my own life. At the age of three I was an enthusiastic reader and singer. I recall vague memories of singing Amazing Grace to my mom one night. I grew up with music. I sang in youth choirs and worship choirs while my sister played the piano. When she got married, my mom nudged me to take the vacant role and I started playing hymns for the worship choir at 11 years old. Throughout my elementary years I've always wanted to be a singer. Halfway in middle school I began picking up on drawing portraits of people and painting. Another silly dream was being an artist. My dream sort of came true at the end of sixth grade when one of the stools I painted was featured in a children's art studio. During junior year in High School, my biology teacher, Mrs. Garcia took me and 10 other students to Europe. We visited France, England, and Italy. The most memorable site was the Vatican and walking through the ruin monuments in Rome. I want to go backpacking and hiking in the Alps. I want to design and build my own home and build homes and communities in the villages of Laos and Thailand. I even had a crazy dream of having a pet tiger once.
No matter how unrealistic or silly you think your dreams are, I strongly urge you to follow your heart because at the end of the day, you are more yourself when you're doing something you love.
To my readers,
Lets build our own worlds. Until then, dream a little dream.
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