New habit I have, coming out of the need to be in the office at 7am.Â For not so subtle reasons (which are here and here), the spirit of some long-ago dead race car driver takes control of my mind and turns me into a speed junkie whenever I listen to Lenny Kravitz’s Are You Gonna Go My Way and The Cardigans’ My Favorite Game.
It’s a little uncanny when I think about it.Â But then, music has always dictated my mood since long ago.Â And pretty much my ambitions.Â Time was when I aspired to perform in a concert.Â But that dream has already dissipated, helped in no small way by me actually performing in a concert.Â Good experience, all things considered.Â And it taught me that I should be thankful I’m not in a line of work where I do have to do concerts and tours at least twice a year (concerts are damn exhausting).
Well, at least that was one aspiration I could finally put to bed.Â Â But thinking about it during the drive to Don Antonio to pickÂ up my wife from her badminton game made me realize those other things thatÂ I maybe should haveÂ gotten into, instead of I.T.Â Now don’t laugh because some of these can be outright ludicrous.
Lawyer -Â Whenever IÂ practice my reasoning skills, my wifeÂ always tells me that I should have been a lawyer (it’s her way of saying “All right, you win.”Â Â ).Â Well,Â I do seem to enjoy crushing other people’s arguments to the ground, especiallyÂ those who have the audacity to get intoÂ debates without bothering to fact-check.Â Â The problem with this profession is sometimes you really have to compromise your integrity.Â And that’s something I’d want to avoid if I could.
Police officer/detective – Never mind the whys, I just wanted to be a cop.Â Maybe this stemmed from all those cop series prevalent on TV during the late 70s to the early 80s that kind of influenced my formative years.Â Problem: being a cop in the Philippines is worse than being a lawyer, for the very same reason.
Novelist – I’m a late bloomer when it comes to this, having found out that I could write when I was already 29 years old.Â And I do fancy creative/fiction writing (as evidenced by this 56-chapter fan fiction that I started six years ago and have yet to finish).Â Maybe someday I could publish something that’ll put me in the New York times bestseller map, but trying to accomplsh that would require a lot of sacrifice.Â Graham Taylor, author of Shadowmancer (the Christian alternative to Harry Potter?) sold his motorcycle just to get his book published.
Race car driver – And no, this is not a Gran Turismo influence.Â In the first place, I dig Gran Turismo because I’m a car nut and a racing freak.
Fighter pilot – Probably the one item in this list that I will never, ever attain (which relegates me to mere dreams of flying a Joint Strike Fighter).Â But then, this is where knowing how to write comes in to help reduce the impact of unrealization.Â Like:
Edge: “Blaze, what are you doing?Â The enemy has a missile lock on you and you’re still not engaging.”
Blaze: “Heh.Â He could missile-lock me all he wants, but his missile firing mechanism is fritzed and his guns are out of ammo.Â All bark and no bite, so to speak.”
Edge: “So he’s just trying to piss you off.”
Blaze: “That’s an affirmative, Razgriz two.”
(excerpt from Great Heroes in the Sky, an Ace Combat 5 novelization)
Aahhh, we could always dream…