when i was young, i moved around a lot… as i grew up, i continue moving around… relatively a lot. so, when i was kid and teenager, i switched schools. usually moving the first time is the biggest deal leaves most memory, so i kept in touch with the school teacher (stopped at some point).
a long time ago when i was very young, i went back and visited my alma mater. i talked with one of the school teacher whom i got to know well. we talked for a long time and i forgot the whole conversation except for one small portion or snap of a moment. i think she asked what i would want to do when i grew up. I told her, “design” without knowing what it really meant and entailed, really, seriously. Luckily, it wasn’t a interview.. so she replied, “design? fashion design.” somehow i said, “yes.”
well, unlike what we see in movie, that didn’t lead me to the fashion world, for a number of reasons. I got into some sort of design but it still not clear what i can do. After a long road of ups and downs, the conversation came across my mind. I want to realize that dream.
