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People look for gold but I found me a dime.

People change their paths through choices they make and through chance encounters in life. There are forks in the road every day, folks. You must understand that there are no wrong paths in life, for the path that you choose is the decision you have made. It is indeed the right path. In some instances, you may be allowed to backtrack and choose the alternative route; in other cases, you must only venture forward.

Back when I was a teeny tiny boy, my parents drove past a construction area. I saw the cranes and said, in Mandarin, “Hao gao hao gao!” This translates into, “How tall how tall!” Many a times, when I visited Taiwan, I would watch the cranes working on the skyscrapers and be left in awe.

When I was 6 or so years old, I wanted to make a living cutting trees. We were doing a lot of landscaping in our backyard, and we hired people to cut down our trees. They wielded large chainsaws and rappelled to and fro the large pine tree. They were so cool.

I’d also like to mention that I was an awkward kid. I didn’t have too many friends because my neighbors were either all girls or older guys. My way of saying “hi” to the Latino worker was to stick my tongue out at him from behind the window. He then threw his apple core at me and I almost fell off the bed. It left a smear on the window. I secretly sobbed afterward, because I was a crybaby.

Around the age of 11 or so, I wanted to be a professional NBA basketball player. That dream was ended abruptly when I was cut from the 7th grade basketball tryouts. If you read this post, Ms. Finch, I still hate you because I was amazing. Don’t judge because I shoot with two hands, yo.

When I was 14, I wanted to become a computer programmer. Visual Basic and Java class made my dream short-lived; I never paid attention in the course.

When I was 16, I wanted to be a professional gamer. I then wanted to become a computer hardware technician. I volunteered briefly at a computer hardware store and hated it. I then wanted to be an astronomer, but I wasn’t confident in my abilities being accepted into NASA’s program – NASA is the only organization where astronomers could make a decent living. I still love stargazing, but my telescope is rendered useless by Orange County and LA County’s light pollution.

When I was 17, I wanted to be a pharmacist. I became a certified pharmacy technician, which in itself deserves an honorary award for displaying unwavering patience in going to each night class… I was a high school senior who wanted to have fun.

I’ll be honest, fellow readers. I just deleted 4 additional paragraphs about further prospective careers that I encountered in college. But, my career or major is not the important message in this blog. Look at the bigger picture, folks.

You don’t need to be looking for gold all the time. The song title is from AM Kidd’s “Love Rain.” For a long, I thought those lyrics were correct word-for-word. However, upon looking up the song lyrics, it wrote, “People look for gold but I found me a diamond.” Both sound neat, but I’d rather have a dime than a diamond.

A “dime” is slang for a 10. Meaning, on a scale of 1-10, a dime is the best possible thing you could get. The word “dime” is subjective and differs in meaning with different people. Gold and diamonds, on the other hand, have a set value depending on its cut, precision, size, and carat. I don’t need that. I create my own terms and assign my own symbolic meanings to people and things.

Create your own destiny. Shape your own life. Carve your own path. Just make sure that you don’t lose your essence along the way, and life will be great. Be on that pursuit of happiness, for everything that shine ain’t always gonna be gold! When you find it one day, hold onto it until the end of time.


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