A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world,
a little part of me died when I realised I'd never get to go to Hogwarts.
I want to be 11 again.
But it's too late, cause Severus Snape's already dead.
So is Michael Jackson.
Why am I always just a little too late?
p.s. Cool blogskin eh?
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
My Dream Story of Success
Brief History: "Success is often the result of taking a misstep in the right direction." – Al Bernstein...
What?! Success? I recently thought about these questions and couldn’t quite come up with an adequate answer on my own. This was because I came to realise that there is more to success that what we normally perceive it to be. I sum it up to be the fundamental goal that I must achieve in the near future.
Enough said about those philosophical thoughts. Heck, I'm a sixteen year-old! And I have a dream. I have a dream that one day, I shall become the man I have always dreamed of being.
As a young kid ( I'm still young by the way ), I have always been fascinated by war. Blood, gore , and death appealed greatly to me. I shall a soldier! A successful career in this line of job is easy. I must be fit, strong, courageous, and most of all , willing to die for one's country. Unfortunately, I'm kinda afraid to die.
As a soldier, I do not need to study hard too! I just need to pass my SPM with semi-flying colours ( just to please my parents ) to qualify to military college. After several years of intensive training, I will graduate college, fully equipped with military discipline, precision, and full of stratagems.
I shall join the ranks of the infantry. Not because I'm an infant, but it's because the infantry unit will experience battles firsthand, and I wish to be in the thick of action. Shooting, firing, cursing at the enemy, dodging bullets and most importantly staying alive. That could be fun! ( in a morbid way )
Then, I shall rise rapidly through the ranks of the army, gaining respect from my fellow men, and garnering admiration of fellow warriors. When I have reached the level of General, I shall declare war! With my experience and superior dint of skill, I shall lead the best troops forward, for the glory of the country. Tanks, ammunition, assassins, elite troopers, and basic infantry shall march forward under my banner. I shall conquer lands from the north to the south, from east to the west.
It will be a tough, long and illustrious career. I can see it in my sub-consciousness. New technology will be discovered, old weapons disbanded.
Blood shall be spilt across the land. Enemies of the country shall grovel under our mighty heel.
After all has been conquered, there will be world peace. All shall be ruled under one government. There will be no division, no racism, no discrimination, no sexism. Peace shall be attained at last.
After such a brilliant career as a warrior, I shall involve myself in politics. As the Keeper of the State, I will bring unity amongst 6 billion people in this world. All differences shall be set aside. Then only, peace can be attained. Excuse the pun, but I might turn out to be the next General Tojo or Adolf Hitler. Both were military men who turned to be president of Japan and Germany respectively during World War II.
I must not, and will not be like them. Racial genocide and other unspeakable horrors cannot be repeated. This is why a united world must be governed by a single peacekeeping force. Sentiments cannot rise to threaten our beautiful world with violence.
I shall not rule by an iron fist, but rule through the love of democracy. ( as long as they keep me in place. Otherwise... ) I shall gain the love of my countrymen, and the respect from my subjects.
This is my story of success. Frankly speaking, I cannot achieve it. What I truly want, is to have peace.