Painted by Imaginations

Since I was about ten I started planning out my life and how I wanted it to be what it looked liek through my imaginations.
Course, being a kid then it seemed all too possible.
Being wealthy, free, without worry, living in my dream homes.
I remember having a whole night to myself on my old recliner on the balcony.
Just thinking about what I wanted to incorporate into my life.
What I wanted my life to be like and how I wanted to live it.
Where I wanted to go, what I wanted to see and hear.
Eat, drink, feel...That was five years ago.
Here I am, dreaming again.
Of course, my plans have slightly changed.
However, all of those somewhat childish imaginations are still alive and well in my head.
Controlling my body, letting it know what do to next and to never let go of the dream I'm striving for.
As a responsible human, I fully understand and am aware of the troubles and tribulations we all face living life.
Although, as the sole owner of my life, I also realize that I am free to do whatever I want with my life.
How I should and shouldn't twist, bend and mould it.

I can still clearly remember my vivid imaginations while I was reclining on my balcony in Malaysia.
Nickleback playing softly yet loud enough to remind me I was still alive and awake.
I told myself that I wanted to be a famous chef, someone who eventually became rich and wealthy doing what he loved.
I was a budding aquarist then so having a small aquarium for personal viewing in my future mansion was a must too.
Along with being a wealthy chef keeping huge aquariums, I also wanted to buy over my grandma's house, the one I was staying in dreaming about all this.
And like a true dreamer, a girl of my dreams definitely had to be included.

All of these big dreams for such a young fellow.
All aimed at buying over my grandma's $2,000,000RM eight bedroom house.
I felt so strongly about what I wanted to acheive that I downed three beers!
Three beers for such a young kid.
All too demanding for a small body that I fell asleep and dreamt of my recently planned out life.
It was almost a movie of my life.
Starting from me waking up from the recliner to driving fast imports and living life happily at 1-A Taman Scotland, Penang, Malaysia.
No wonder I'm still aiming for all those things.
My mind-set hasn't changed.
To me it's not a matter of when or how.
It's not a matter of difficulty or work-load.

In the end, all I really care about is reaching that goal and being able to hold it in my hands.
I look forward to sitting back in a recliner with a beer in one hand and a smoke in the other.
Looking out into the sunset bathing Scotland road in golden paint.
Jitrin asked what I'd do if Taman Scotland was torn down.....course it's more than possible since it's big enough to put apartments there.
I'm glad I answered that question, because it was the most naturally flowing words that I've ever said.
I was kind of surprised when I said it too.
It was like the one and only truth to me, and I believed every single word of it.
I replied him with a simple "I'll just buy the plot of land and ask grandma to work with an architect to get it just the way it was."

2,000,000 seems like a lifetime doesn't it?
Oh well, looks like I've got some dreams to catch =D
2,000,000.... 640000AUD....ahh well.
It shall be done.
No matter how long it takes.

Oh and the Louvre? Just to ice the cake.