what the fuck do i want anyway???
damn my korean upbringing for fostering such a superstitious nature in me!
okay, not really.
i've been noticing signs everywhere--signs that i should open my own company. i talked to A about it, asking him whether he thought the signs i was seeing could be interpreted that way or i was just crazy. he said that he didn't think that the signs were pointing me in a certain direction, i was seeing them as pointing me in a certain direction because deep down that's what i wanted.
hrm.
i argued. it's not the right time for me in my life. it would be too hard. almost impossible to get started on a very practical level. reason after reason i gave him why i can't do it right now. later. i gotta take care of some stuff first.
fast forward to a dinner party a couple of nights ago. i was talking to the hostess, this amazing woman, T. T and i were talking and the conversation turned to my jobhunt. T asks me, "so what is it ultimately that you want to do?"
and without hestitation and to my absolute horror, the words "i want my own company" tumbled out of my mouth.
okay, not really.
i've been noticing signs everywhere--signs that i should open my own company. i talked to A about it, asking him whether he thought the signs i was seeing could be interpreted that way or i was just crazy. he said that he didn't think that the signs were pointing me in a certain direction, i was seeing them as pointing me in a certain direction because deep down that's what i wanted.
hrm.
i argued. it's not the right time for me in my life. it would be too hard. almost impossible to get started on a very practical level. reason after reason i gave him why i can't do it right now. later. i gotta take care of some stuff first.
fast forward to a dinner party a couple of nights ago. i was talking to the hostess, this amazing woman, T. T and i were talking and the conversation turned to my jobhunt. T asks me, "so what is it ultimately that you want to do?"
and without hestitation and to my absolute horror, the words "i want my own company" tumbled out of my mouth.
posted by nomadichermit at 7:58 PM
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what sort of company?
erg.
i'm not on ur blogroll.
kyungmi--that would only work if i knew you had a blog and where the fuck it was.
i see you're still alive, at least...
bleh.
http://kyungmi.blogspot.com/
although i don't update it very often.. i've got one... it's there..
kyungmi: well, now i know. for fuck's sake, talk about voices from the dead. where the fuck you been? i lost your new number. call me again and leave it on the voicemail if i don't answer.
l.s.: i'm a fashion designer. i want (apparently, i think) my own apparel company.
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