So this wont be as Shakespearean as Hamlet’s grandiose monologue, and damn could that boy talk.
No this is much more of a “once upon a time” kind of thing. Just Kidding.
You know when in elementary school teachers would ask that one, super overrated question..
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
While the other kids in my class pondered and squirmed restlessly in their seats calling out ridiculous careers such as astronauts,
cowboys, Obi Wan Kenobi, etc. I’ve always been sure of what I wanted to be. So yea, I raised my chubby little hand and told the teacher with my broken english
“I want to be a cook” (a chef rather)
That’s been my dream since forever, my world has revolved around food, cooking, kitchen utensils, child size aprons. My life was predestined from the very start. I was born to be a chef.
But clearly thats not what I’m doing anymore.
And yeah, I’m hear broken about it.
Never have I ever thought I would end up here, stuck in a business school, miserable, around such “normal” people. You have to understand, coming from an art high school, and being submerged in fine arts since I was little, being around potential suits kills my creativity a little by little everyday.
I don’t draw anymore, I’ve fallen into a rut.
I go to school, I come home, I study (sometimes) and I go to bed just to go through the same thing everyday.
and what sucks the most is that I don’t cook anymore, I stopped reading cook books, I stopped waiting for my monthly subscriptions to Martha Stewart’s Living magazine, or Food and Wine.
I’ve come to the conclusion that My life has been flipped, turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute and sit right there….lol never mind.
So I’ve psycho-babbled enough.
The bottom line is. I don’t know what happening anymore. I’m scared. I’m thinking about a new dream. To go into manufacturing cosmetics. Becoming a Make-up artist.
I just miss knowing exactly what I was doing with my life.
I miss cooking.
But I guess I’m going to be okay though, cause’ I’m happy with the person that I am today and even if things don’t turn out the way I expected, I’ll be fine.
anyway, that is all.
-Sophie