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When I grow up... When John Lenon was five years old, his mother told him that happiness is the key to life. When he went to school, they asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. He wrote down "happy.’’ They told him he didn't understand the assignment. He told them they didn't understand life. So, is that the answer? Are we going to be happy? OK, of course I don't have a problem with that, but... I remember when I was five years old all of the girls in my class wanted to be ballerinas ( 舞女演员 ) , or princesses. And our boys, footballers. Luckily we changed our minds, or else the whole world would be covered by palaces or football courts. Yeah, we changed our minds, but have we come to a decision yet? Well, maybe the other guys have, but I haven't. In my 15 years I could never find the perfect job, the one that is made for me or that will fulfill my dreams. One year, I wanted to be a ballerina. The other, a nurse. The year after, a hairdresser. A singer, a teacher, an author, a medical examiner, a criminologist ( 犯罪学家 )... I myself got tired! And now the time has come. It;s time to take a serious decision. Which path will I follow at high school? Am I supposed to choose the theoretical lessons, like History, Latin, etc., or maybe Maths, Science, Chemistry...? How can 1 be sure about what Tm going to do in the future? Why does everyone put so much pressure on me? My parents, my school, my society... In fact my “temporary" dream—and I insist on "temporary"—is to study at Harvard University. I think I have concluded in Physics, but this can change easily... or study Forensic Science ( 刑事鉴证学 ) at Cambridge University in order to become a crime scene investigator ( 犯罪现场调査员 ). Yes, TV really affects us. Anyway, back to my problem... How am I supposed to go to these universities when I cannot afford them? I allow you to call me a bighead, but I don't want something less than that. For now at least... Did I say too much? Well, the last thing I want to say through my little boring story is that: I have a dream. I want to achieve something in my life. I want to be “happy." Please, society, I'm begging, don't ruin it...