#7: What is your dream job, and why?
I have a love-hate relationship with this question. I love it because I'm a dreamer, and I love talking about my hopes and dreams. But I hate it because it also implies the ever-so-annoying "What do you want to be when you grow up?" question. I also hate this question because I never know what to tell the person who asks this. What dream job are you asking for? The attainable one or the wildly unattainable one? You expect an answer to the question you had in mind, but sometimes the person answers the other one instead. It's like asking a kid what he wants to be when he grows up, expecting an answer like a firefighter or a cop, but then the kid pipes up and says, "I wanna be Frodo Baggins". Now you're stuck looking dumb-founded, not knowing what to say.
So after annoying you and boring you with that splurge of thoughts from my brain, I've come to a conclusion. I will share both with you (although right now both seem to be equally in the unattainable and attainable section).
The Attainable One: I think it would be really cool to be a nutritionist. That's what I'm planning to go to university for. I absolutely love biology and the human body and stuff like that, but I also really love food. I also think that it would be mighty cool to be able to help people with something so simple, yet something that many people have issues with. More specifically, I think it would be really cool to work with people who struggle with eating disorders.
The Unattainable One: An author. I really love writing. Although quite attainable, this dream seems unattainable to me because I don't like it when people read something I wrote. For those who knew me in high school, I know, I did share lots of poetry and song lyrics and stuff that I wrote (in fact a lot of it is still up on Facebook), but let's be honest... a lot of that stuff sounds like something straight out of Taylor Swift's playbook. Guy broke my heart, blah blah blah, don't know where I belong in this world, blah blah blah, he's a jerk, blah blah blah. (I joke, but I actually kinda like her music, haha.) The other reason why this seems unattainable is because I have a problem with not finishing what I start. I have so many novel ideas in my head, so many chapter ones, and so many unfinished story outlines that I can't even count them. And nowadays my writing is more for me than anyone else. It's a healing thing. But I still think it would be really cool to share some of my stories in my head with the rest of the world.
So there you have it. Are you confused yet?
Stay tuned for the next thing: What are 5 passions you have?
I already know what I'm going to write about... the 5 is kinda gonna turn into 1. So be warned, read at your own risk. I'm going to be sharing the thing that I'm probably the most passionate about. (And surprisingly, it's probably not what some of you would expect.)
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
#6: The Hardest Thing
#6: What's the hardest thing you have ever experienced?
I've spent a lot of time thinking about this one. I've been thinking about it ever since I started this 30 things series (or at least trying to think up excuses to skip this particular question). For anyone who has met me, or even knows me at all, you know that I find it extremely hard to open up to people about stuff. But here I go...
The hardest thing I have ever experienced is this: discovering that someone I loved, cared for, or looked up to wasn't who I thought they were at all. To my recollection, this has happened three times in my life. I won't give any information on these people at all because it's not my place.
I think the hardest thing about this discovery was realizing the these three people had been living a lie in front of me the whole time. All of a sudden their walk contradicted their talk. And with one particular person, that was very hard to take.
I believe that's all I feel comfortable sharing about this, but I will end on one note. This summer, at camp, one of the songs that someone sang every week was called "Who You Say You Are". I only heard it once because it was the song sung during the parent's program on Saturday morning, but that one time I heard it, it just hit me like a cold splash of water. It's basically a song about how God is who He says He is. And that's exactly what I needed to hear then, to know that there is someone out there who is genuine. God is God, and He is no hypocrite.
And that truth won't ever change.
I've spent a lot of time thinking about this one. I've been thinking about it ever since I started this 30 things series (or at least trying to think up excuses to skip this particular question). For anyone who has met me, or even knows me at all, you know that I find it extremely hard to open up to people about stuff. But here I go...
The hardest thing I have ever experienced is this: discovering that someone I loved, cared for, or looked up to wasn't who I thought they were at all. To my recollection, this has happened three times in my life. I won't give any information on these people at all because it's not my place.
I think the hardest thing about this discovery was realizing the these three people had been living a lie in front of me the whole time. All of a sudden their walk contradicted their talk. And with one particular person, that was very hard to take.
I believe that's all I feel comfortable sharing about this, but I will end on one note. This summer, at camp, one of the songs that someone sang every week was called "Who You Say You Are". I only heard it once because it was the song sung during the parent's program on Saturday morning, but that one time I heard it, it just hit me like a cold splash of water. It's basically a song about how God is who He says He is. And that's exactly what I needed to hear then, to know that there is someone out there who is genuine. God is God, and He is no hypocrite.
And that truth won't ever change.
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