you don't need a degree to become a good chef

i was never sure of my future. i never knew what i wanted to be, what course i'm gonna take, what university i wanna be in. i never knew. i just thought i'd follow the flow. where ever it is, or what ever it is, it must be the best. i mean, i definitely did work for it right? that was until after SPM, when we had to fill up the UPU courses. i was stuck. i didn't know what i should do. should i go to the matriculation? TESL? or Diploma? i was freaked out. i suck at Sciences and Mathematics subject. so, matriculation would be a struggle for me. TESL? well, ain't so bad. but the idea of becoming a teacher terrifies me. o.O i had dreadful memories with teachers. would most likely to avoid anything to do with teachers. and yet, life is really irony. i took foundation in TESL. next step to becoming an English teacher. wow. who would've guessed?

i didn't mind learning English. i love English. the problem was trying not to be a teacher. i am still struggling with it. i still can't accept the fact that i'll be a teacher. maybe. InsyaAllah. it's not bad, i just prefer not to. Anyways, finish the foundation, we were needed to fill up another UPU form. this one was tough because then i realized that maybe i wanna take culinary. wait, not maybe. i really wanted to take culinary. i was, for once, sure that i want something. and i wanted to take culinary. i voiced it out, but as expected my parents defied my decision. i felt like crap. :/ i sulked for couples of days. then my mom came to me and said that is not that culinary is not good, it's just that they want me to be secure of my future. get a safe career. she said, "You don't need a degree to become a good chef. you just need a sincere heart and interest in food. get a stable career, then if you want to continue your studies in culinary or to open your own bakery or restaurant, go ahead."

well, parents have their own concerns and thoughts. and i suppose they were right. they just want the best for me. they know better. :) i just kind of felt that at least once, let me do what i really want to do. but then again, there's plenty of time to do what i want. i'm just gonna live the way that is best for me, that makes my parents happy. i pray everyday that i can actually own a bakery. i want to bake till the day i die. :D even if i die of diabetes, at least i died with sweetness within me. HAHA.