Good question, eh?
is not misplaced, given that today is the First Year.
A lot of people do this for purposes of 2009, some people are still shocked by the budget of 2008, and someone he never wanted to come this year, at least according to economists. But we qui.Com 'is 2009? Cold, snowy, and with slightly overcast skies. Vate you expect a different answer? I do not know how it will be 2009, and those who think only to trace some guideline, mind, knowing lie.
I do not make predictions.
Always know what you want to do ... Or rather, have a vague idea of \u200b\u200bwhat you would like to do. I draw inspiration from this year to start thinking about what I wanted to do in life. 'normal, right? At some point in life, usually by children, it takes a certain consciousness of the world around us, and then click the spark "I grow up I want to do / lo ..." That's great ... But how many can do what I really wanted to do for children? if you hear any famous person, it is obvious that in interviews stating that it was their dream since children do what in this moment is causing fame, wealth and prestigio.Certo as no.Cosa I wanted to do? Well, I think like most people, they have changed a bit 'over the idea anni.Ma I never wanted do, say, an astronaut or a player (typical responses of boys in elementary school of the '70s). In elementary school I remember perfectly that I did not quite think of what would become "grown". Maybe because I had already from the elementary V inkling that "great-great" I would not ever become ... ;-) In junior high I started riflettere.Erano the early '80s and was not bombarded by stimuli such as media today. But I was already avantissimo: Programmer videogiochi.Questa was the answer to the question of coverage of idiotic ritual, "but you want to be?". Then the light of my creativity in design, sometimes mumbled "I would like to become a cartoonist." The reality was quite different: becoming a chef!
Well yes: cooking utensils and ingredients I have always secretly attracted to, in a passion that I never could wreak if not well over the last 7:00 to 8:00 anni.C 'was a time, in eighth grade, at the crucial moment the choice of school to follow, in which very quickly once I told my mother to my passion (all yet to be put to the test), and want to do the catering school. From his expression of dismay, I realized I had to do a technical school for computer address, and never again shall I mention to anyone about my passion.
Then, over the years, I have not pursued the dream, but more of Opportunities, which gradually will become a military pilot presentavano.Volevo (astronaut is no difference, no?), and took the patent flight in 1991 (the youngest patented Parma in that decade). I made my beautiful ride in Pozzuoli in the same year, to participate in the selection of course Mars IV, and passed without too much trouble all the selections and theoretical psycho in two days of complete madness, which so far I would say that with five or six sessions of hypnosis, I should be able to remember everything that happened and I was testimone.L 'last day was rejected by height. A cm below that required, but on the sheet "sale," was magnanimously wrote: manifest myopia eyes left. But we saw great! Two years later, his left eye started to become slightly nearsighted, and now wear glasses to correct nearsightedness in both eyes to read. Nasty filthy we had taken bad! Then life went on, with a break in uniform, entering the world of computing, not making game programmer (which I had decided that while I hated programming), but becoming a big user ! :-D
break from computer science, I'm back in an 'a bit special, then that is what gave me the foundation to write my first novel, and again in computer science, with incursions literary occasionally. Hmmm ...
summarized twenty-eight years of life. Come on, it was not a long thing, no?
;-) I'm doing what I do as a child?
No. I'm not a chef who runs a prestigious restaurant, but every time I cook (as in the photos for this New Year's Eve). I did not enter the academy, but I met so many people in uniform with huge specializzazioni.Non've never driven a high-performance jet, but I know what it means to be tossed about by the heat in a single engine, while the horizon the sky is black for a temporal and not sure where caXXo six airport to return home (in the GPS 90 civilians saw him through the binoculars). It became a comic artist (I could do more, I admit), but the same story my stories of my home crowd, with my scritti.Poi things that I did not even as a child I thought about it, and then I found myself to be relatively well known in certain circles (Martial Arts of Southeast Asia in the first place). So? I shattered my dreams of a child? "I do not think, because the kid in me has never been disappointed by the choices I made in vita.Poi, let's face it, who told you that I really finally decided" what to do from large "? :-)
