Ideals.

Don't you think it's infinitely sad? It breaks my heart when I think about it, and of course, shades of fear and worry gnaw subtly and unrelentingly at my heart. 

Ideals. 

That's what makes me sad. 

I think almost everyone starts out the same. In primary school/grade school, or preschool, for this matter, teachers ask kids what they want to be when they grow up. What are the answers? Doctors, policemen, firemen. But how foolish does it seem? In middle school, the answer would be the same, or a singer, celebrity. Then in high school, it'll be 'I Don't Know'. We're talking about a majority of people here. 

Isn't it sad? We start out oh-so-innocent and foolish: doctors, policemen, firemen. But so, so many of us fall so far from our initial ideals. Think about it, when you were still in school, you imagined your future life. You would get a good job, meet some guy, get married and be happy. Normal. But then how many of us end up unemployed? How many of us end up in lowly situations we never thought ourselves to fall into before. We all thought that we would go on and do something we love to do, but how many of us end up being a shopkeeper of a carpet shop, living life day to day. Or we end up with two divorces in our baggage, with two children in tow or something like that.

You grew up in a close-knit family. But then one day you realize that you don't keep in touch with your siblings anymore.


This topic reminds me of the songs 'Losing My Way' by Justin Timberlake and 'Gone Going' by Black Eyed Peas.

I see homeless people on the street and believe it or not, this is what goes through my mind. I wonder what ideals they had when they were young? Did they start out like this, on the streets? Or were they like me, in school and everything. How did they end up here? Did they have ideals  and aspirations, imagining themselves having a good job, living in a nice house with a great family? If so, did they stop and think, as they sat there in the streets with their palms upwards, about how so very far they have fallen from their ideals?

It once again casts the fear into my mind at how unexpected life is. We aim high, or at least I do. We aim to be doctors and dentists, think of us living comfortably, getting by with a job that we chose to have, wondering whether we'll get a good partner, whether we'll start a happy family. Especially when you are born into that particular type of family that influences your ideals, the images you have in your mind. A family full of professional degree holders, it either shapes your ideal in that same direction, thinking you would definitely be one of them as well, or being a rebel and going for what you really love, like art or something. But then bang you find yourself looking after this random laundry service, working 9-5 and wondering how in the world you ended up there. 

Do you get what I'm trying to say? We think we're going to be a powerful lawyer, but we end up on the 'sexy single ladies' site. You just never know where you will end up in life. The road  you're traveling on will twist and turn and.. you just suddenly realise you've slid down the snake instead of climbing up the ladder. 

You just never know what you're going to meet, what influences are going to tower over you. That's why I think it is infinitely important to know what type of person you are. Not who you are. But what type of person you are, what you are actually aiming for in life, what direction you are headed towards. 

What you want out of life. 

Think about it guys. Stay safe! =)