The year is winding down, and I am pooped. So, in the disconnected spirit of finals week, here are some highlights of the unquenched desires of my youth:
When I was a child, my only pets were aquatic. I acquired my first fish on a field trip to the pet store. My mom, advised by the internet of the early 2000s, fed the new family member lettuce and boiled egg yolks. The next day, I was informed that my buddy took a pilgrimage down the toilet. We had what equated to a guppy farm for most of my elementary school years, with some ghost shrimp, albino frogs, hermit crabs, and betta fish in between. What I really wanted was a seahorse -- I spent long hours searching for shipping and tropical care methods online, but it was a no-go. Considering the untimely deaths of my lower-maintenance creatures, I guess that was probably for the best.
I first saw my love sketching pedestrians on the streets of Seoul, gazing wistfully in the distance as the sun creamed over his gentle features. I began to learn more about him with each passing day -- his gaming habits, his parents' occupations, his reputation as a trickster... Unfortunately, I learned all of these from the research of thousands of girls across the world similarly starstruck by this charismatic superstar. Kyuhyun (of the Korean boy band Super Junior) has been my one true love for around two years now, and I can only hope that my life with him will someday become a reality.
My most recent unfulfilled wish is manifested in the swiftest scout I know. In honor of his beauty, I drew him in citrus form and sculpted him out of clay for an art project. Teemo is the cutest character from a certain real time strategy game, and his cherubic image was commercially immortalized in a furry green hat that is currently being sold online. Given my history with frivolous novelty purchases, however, I have not been permitted to order this treasure for myself. A friend of mine offered to buy one for me if I could guess his convoluted password. Whatever destitute avenue I must traverse in order to reach absolution with a Teemo hat will be absolutely worth it, but they all seem pretty impossible at the time being.
I have a tendency to fixate on unattainable, grandiose ideas, all the while sitting at my computer knitting and watching Korean dramas. I guess life wouldn't be all that fun if every self-centered wish was granted. If there's one dream of mine that is nearing fulfillment, it is to create fifty limes on this blog. This post, my last for the class, marks forty-six. Maybe I'll be back to provide those last few limes. For now, thanks for sticking around in the lime-o-sphere, and have a great Winter break!
I feel I can relate to you in all of these stories Gloria, although each and every one of them have a little tweak to it.
ReplyDeleteWhile I have never felt destined to become the president of the United States, when I was a child I did deign to become a Pokemon master, until I realized Pokemon didn't exist.
I have also only had aquatic pets in my household, although not as much as a wide variety. For instance, I have never had pet hermit crabs nor pet water balloons. However, instead of wanting another pet fish such as a shark, I have always wished for a canine companion, most notably a Siberian Husky. Unfortunately, my chances are probably around your wish of owning a seahorse while I'm still living with my parents.
And to put it short, your last two highlights are basically one of mine, although I hope everyone who knows me well knows who I'm talking about.
It's lovely to see that you are willing and able to speak about all of your hopes and dreams from your childhood.
A good break to you too.
I too nursed childhood memories of becoming president. I think that it's OK to have one or two "unrealistic dreams". It gives you something to laugh at when you need to be cheered up. Also, there's also that slight possibility that your dream comes true.
ReplyDeleteThen you'll be able to say "wow".
Great post!
Keep on dreaming big, Gloria!
ReplyDeleteYou're aspirations, no matter how random they seem, are fantastically inspiring and I can't help but root for you.
I too dream big. I hope one day that I am famous and sitting on my velvet, diamond-studded throne, chugging down some posh alcoholic beverage and reading something by Oscar Wilde, all the while saving the country from some kind of epic disaster.
Even though our plans for the future might not be as nearly similar, I can confidently say that we share the tendency of grasping at grandiose ideas while balled up in front of our portable internet things.
Never lose this quality for what is life without wants?
Why do all of our parents flush dead animals down the toilet? When Michael's I-don't-even-know-what-it-was (it was like a shrimp looking thing but it was some sort of a fish... totally can't remember, whatever) died, my mom flushed it down the toilet without noticing Michael was watching.
ReplyDeleteThe scariest part is that he laughed. Should I be concerned?
I'm sure you'll get attractive Korean males, seahorses, and wigs when you become rich and famous one day because some rich art collector has a healthy fetish of limes. When that time comes though, Junsuo would like payment for his thiocyanate.
JUST KIDDINGGGGG.
Keep dreaming, and keep li-me-ving.
That was suppose to be living + lime, but now it looks like my last name + me + ving.
Did I tell you I'm going to name my future daughter that? Ving.
Ving Li.
VINGGGG. Oh dear lord what am I commenting. Good night, and lovely blog post as always :)