I know you might not be able to see a thing, other than ENGAGED and MARRIAGE in large alphabets. But well, today during English period, Puan Foo gave us an A4 paper and a title - Myself: 30 years from now.And left us to our own imagination.
Everybody was so engrossed in their dream, or I shall put it in simple words - daydreaming. We're all trying to imagine what it would be like when we've reached 21, 30, 40 and so on.
And boy, you know life is always so perfect in our dreams.
There are friends who dream of opening up a new social network, friends who wanted to help the animals that are facing extinction, friends who dream of going on a world tour with their violist/boyfriend. And there is me left with my own ambition, which in the end didn't sound as ambitious as the rest of the people after all.
I wanna work as an announcer in my favourite radio station. I wanna be a news reporter. I wanna have my own TV show in Astro. I wanna be the STAR newspaper's journalist, crime, wars, foreign countries whatsoever. I wanna be a famous photographer.
The list goes on.
As I write down in words and diagrams, me - bumping into the love of my life, me - getting engaged with a proposal by the beach under the meteor shower, me - marriage and honeymoon in Paris, me - pregrant with a pair of twin babies.
Wow, it's always fun to dream, and I felt like I actually had accomplished all those for that very second. I felt so happy and satisfied ... with my life.
And it made me remember the times when we said that we would be friends for eternity; that our children would get to know each other, and it'll be the funniest thing ever that if they fell in love. We thought of names for our children too. (oh can you just believe how silly we were)
