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Dream is NOT a Dream (I hope).

Hmm, do you ever think about your dreams? I mean.. Not a dream when you sleep and your mind is walking around in Dreamland.

It's about your future.

Many people asked me the same question. "What do you wanna be?"
Maybe when we're a little, randomly we answer it like.... "An astronaut," "A pilot!" or like "A model!", "A Doctor", "A scientist."
But, we're growing up. We have to think deeper than before. We have to think the risks.

The example is me.
I was dreaming to be a person who can make a huge fashion-show, and design all that dresses. I didn't know what is that until someday I knew that's called a designer. But I don't really care what designer I am. A fashion designer, or a web designer, or something with that titles. As long as people say it as a designer, as long as my imagination and my creativity can grow, I wanna be a designer.
 Then I was dreaming to be an architect too. My Mom is the inspiration. Yup, she's an architect and she's a professional. When I was a little, I used to accompany her in her project. I saw stones, sands, bricks, and more stuffs like that. It's cute watching it can change into a building. And her sketches are the best things of it. As an architect, everything is calculated so well. And it's fun to calculateee!

I really truly madly in love with Drawing and Sketching and Designing. That's totally me. I am born for it. My soul is in there. It doesn't complete without any paper, pencil, eraser, or sometimes ruler.

But yeah.... I'm confused with my future. I'm confused with what way that I'll choose. Being an architect. Or a designer.

I always imagine myself.... I build a house with a wonderful views in a wooden terrace, with a wooden table and a soft couch with a hot chocolate milk on it. Then I'll have my own tree-house, with a big yard and have space to run. A wonderful gardens with all those smells from the flowers. Ahhh so beautiful.
And people will know that I am a professional. LOL, amen.

But... I also imagine myself as a designer. Have my own fashion show, doing those projects. New idea every season. The dresses. The gowns. And every model will show it perfectly. AHHH it's beyond cute.

But my biggest dream of all is... I can make a foundation like Oprah did. Give lots of scholarship to those Einstein-ers, or make a hospital, or a school. Or all of them. I love seeing children laugh, and I just love the way Celebrities (some of) did it. I mean.... They've showed us the meaning of life to help others. Sometimes, if you realized it... They've told us to step on the earth even we're up in the sky. It's like... Don't forget to look the ground.

I am fifteen now.
And I'm trying my best to get my dreams. I am run for it. I am fly to take it. And I'm trying my best to get a chance to studying in US, or Germany as an exchanging student. I wanna see the world. I wanna step in those hundred of countries. I wanna see people's smile, I wanna see children laughter.

For right now...
Maybe I am nothing. But in several years later... I will be something.
Amen.

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  1. Tita's LifeJanuary 11, 2013 at 4:43 PM

    TWO THUMBS UP!!!! Mbak Tita dukung penuh ya Ndut...jangan dilupakan cita2mu yang setinggi bintang itu...I love you, no matter where I am...always.... :*

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    1. NJanuary 11, 2013 at 4:56 PM

      Hehehe Thank You Mbaaaaa :* Hmm, ngga bakal dilupain kookk ({}) I LOVE YOU TOO, WE ARE OHANAAA

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