and the cycle continues
That stuff makes me more than just happy, it makes me content. Achieving certain goals in music would probably put a bigger smile on my face than anything else would. Short of saying "I really dont care about anything else," the reality is that I simply have to.
Dreams and aspirations may be important to all of us, but we all simply have to accept the reality of life, especially in this part of the world, or anywhere else, for that matter. Music has never been a sure-fire way of putting a roof over your head or bread on the table. In the average person's mind, you either make it big, or you dont make it at all.
I suppose, the trick to living life to its fullest is to have the best possible balance between what you truly love and everything else. To spend appropriate amounts of time and effort on the stuff that makes you happy, and the stuff that makes you really happy.
I seldom have my 'moments,' but i sincerely believe that my dad is one hell of a role model. He's done practically everything, and he's not even half done. In my mind, he found that balance in life really well, and executed it in the best possible way.
He fulfilled his dreams before he moved on to pursue a 'real career.' Before he was a teacher in Nanyang jc, we was a semi pro motocross racer. He rode for a team and got sponsored, raced in numerous locations around the region (well not all of it) and earned himself numerous trophies and a respectable title. And that was enough for him. I suppose, in that realm, he eventually found what made him really happy but also found what other stuff made him happy as well, and even though he did earn money in his racing career, he knew it wasnt realistic. He knew he wasnt gonna be able to race competitively after he busted his collarbone. He knew the money he earned wasnt enough to support his family, and he accepted it and moved on in life.
He's exactly the man I strive to be. Like me, he fucked up his o levels (not half as bad as I did, though) and went off on a completely different direction from his peers. It's easy to relate to my dad cause I more or less am in roughly the same position as he was, all those years ago.
It's crazy how I can make a life changing decision on impulse, and at the same time, find it so hard deciding what to have for dinner. Sometimes I spend more time deciding what to eat than actually devouring the chosen meal.
But I guess I know what I want out of life, more or less. I'm only 16 going on 17 and I have a long way ahead of me (I hope) and I know that my opinions will change, my ambitions will be altered and my goals will start to be different, the older I get. But that's what life is. It's a never ending growing process. I look at my grandpa, he just turned 91, he's still growing. growing never stops. No one ever finds a nice plateau and just sits there. Life is an evolution. Evolution is thought. Thought is opinions. Your opinions and stuff that matter to you is what make you, well, you. I suppose, the trick to life is simply to learn to grow up gracefully. I prefer to live on a day-to-day basis but I know that I have to make decisions that will affect my long term future. I guess, it's these decisions that make you who you are. Cause the decisions are based on your opinions, and the cycle continues.