“Is that like your dream job?” my inquisitive co-worker asked.
“Well, it’s not really a dream job”.
My dream job consists of me having no job yet the ability to spin money out of pure Malaysian humidity which will make me very rich indeed.
Many have questioned my sudden decision. Most who probably feel I’m having “delusions of grandeur”. Who knows, maybe I am. Some people, probably out of sheer politeness or maybe just out of plain shock said nothing. Some people asked too much. Some people were feeding me lines I don’t want to hear. Yep, the rules to the Asian Life Formula.
For those of you who aren’t familiar with the guide to living a somewhat “successful” Asian life, there are a few stages to which you go through in life.
First, you study hard. And make sure you get into University because that’s what most people do.
Then you get a “good” job once you graduate. I thought I knew what a good job was. I believe good in that context meant something stable and most likely in an office setting. I guess the worse you could do is not have a job rather than have a bad job, haha.
You then get a spouse, get married, buy property (doesn’t really matter if you can afford them or not or whether it makes sense, property is stability!). After that, have kids and slog away raising them and paying your mountain of debt. Your kids will grow up and hopefully be decent people of society.
Don’t get me wrong and don’t start flying into a rage.
I know some people who did well and are happy with their lives. It’s really nice to come home to a cosy house and family and go to work knowing everything is going well. But this isn’t me.
“I want adventure in the great wide somewhere, I want it more than I can tell”. I quote Belle from Beauty and the Beast, lol. Darn those Disney movies. And the Little Mermaid? “When’s it my turn? Wouldn’t I love? Love to explore the shore up above?” Again I digress.
I had my fair share of the whole Asian formula thing. I went to school, didn’t study much but hey I did get pretty decent grades. I went to university. Had boyfriends. Worked with some amazing companies.
“Still no boyfriend?”
“Still not married?”
“People your age should focus on a stable career.”
“Are your parents okay with this?”
You know, I might really wake up one day and regret everything I said today. I might even laugh at myself for being so stupid. Like har har, should have just stayed with that job and all this shit wouldn’t have happened , har har.
But I want to be foolish.
I want to go all out and be out there, instead of wishing I have done it. I couldn’t give two toots to the kind of life that wants me to settle – married with 10 babies and all.
Most likely I wouldn’t end up rich, famous or driving a BMW. But I’m cool with that.