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I realised I've never ever talked about my dreams and hopes before. I guess that its because if I said it out it would only evoke 2 types of reactions: the first would be a extremely puzzled look on on's face and comment 'impossible', the second being the crazy, laughing, 'you've-got-to-be-kidding-me' expression.

However, tonight as I lay in my bed writing this, I suddenly feel need to pen down some things I have hoped for myself. Let me call this passage 'I hope'.

I Hope
By Hung Yi

When I'm 23,
I hope for myself a successful entrepreneurship and a beautiful, caring soulmate, one whom i am eager to share the rest of my life with, with my first million on the way.

When I'm 25,
I hope for myself a happy family, a beautiful and supportive wife and a blooming corporation shared with the closest of my friends, with my first child on the way.

When I'm 30,
I hope for myself an experience of the entire world, my sights set on the infinity of the cosmos, but still in the world of my parents, with my first cinematic production on the way.

But while I'm 30,
I want to build a mansion on a cliff by the Pacific Ocean, a mansion I will fill with the love of my wife, parents and children and also my love for them, a love I will cherish every waking moment and every weary night.

I'll stop at 30 tonight, do not want to go too far.

Feeling quite happy this week, mainly because somebody I've been missing for so long asked how I was doing and sort of rekindled that something in me. How I missed her so much. She will always and forever be my only regret. If only she knew that, if only she knew.

If you're reading this I hope you would realise I'm referring to you. I will always and forever be looking to seeing you again and receiving your calls once again.