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When I was a young boy, I wanted to be a doctor. 

Not that I wanted to help people, it's just something that parents precondition you to want. Be a doctor, be a lawyer, be some wanker in a dark grey suit with a prefix attached to your name. 

When I was 6 years old, I wanted to guest on a cartoon show.

I was very fond of cartoons as a little boy, and I wanted to be a guest star on the Transformers. When you're 6 years old, large robots are the counterparts of real action heroes.  

Fast forward to when I was 11-13 years old. I wanted to be a basketball star. 

Believe it or not, I played 1 year of varsity basketball for my grade school.During the summer, I played basketball from 7 am until late at night when I couldn't see the hoop anymore. I was pretty good. Until I stopped growing and other kids outgrew me.

I was 18 years old, and I wanted to be a writer.

I found that I was pretty good with words. Ironic cos I have HORRIBLE handwriting. I'd write poems, essays, even short stories.  I wanted to write about how I saw the world, how beautiful and how bizaare it is. I've always wanted to write a book.

Forward to my 21 year old self and I wanted to be a photographer. To appear in a TV ad. To date a celebrity. To lose all this extra weight. 

Snap back  to right now, 4 years later and 30 pounds less. My 25 year old self wants to be an awesome jiu jitsu fighter. I want to be a machine. 

Just so you know, I'm sitting in the office right now, I wear a barong everyday and I work for the family business. My occupation does not involve a basketball, a camera, or a Jiu Jitsu kimono. But it's all good. It doesn't stop me from pursuing my other "want to be's."

Life changes and we sometimes take a different route from the path we always thought we'd take. I realized that deep inside, I'm still the 6 year old who wants to guest star on a cartoon show. The 21 year old photographer, the 13 year old basketball star. 

Here's a thought. There are dreams that you have(be a comedian, a unicyclist, a writer), and there are dreams that people expect you to have(be a doctor, or a lawyer, or a businessman). The dreams people expect you to have give your life direction and keeps you in touch with real life. The dreams that you have? They're the dreams that make life colourful. 

I hope this made sense to you.

Niño

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