iam a dreamer. big time. i enjoy picturing my self 10 years from now. where will i live? how do things go? have i been from Venice? will i finally find someone to spend the rest together? who am i?
for the last, maybe, 6 years i dream to be a public accountant. i'll be living in London, owning a nice tropical house with super size garden, thou i dont do gardening that much hahaa. maybe i'll write for a financial magazine and keep on dreaming about building my own clothing line. i think that will be enough. that will be fine with me. or maybe that's what mom once said.
how human change, sometime quite surprise me. i mean, i understand how life works. me my self dont expect to be forever save in this comfort zone. i dont expect a happy life forever and ever because that's not the point of this game. nah. it's just surprising that my dear God drops the bomb now, when iam not yet twenty, iam still working on my transcript, and iam far away from ready. he was like coming to me, slapped me in the face and said that i waste my time just to keep dreaming and never tried to make it come true. so there he gave me this opportunity, a shot to make it happen. make my deepest dream to come true. i was paralysed.
when i entered colleague, i applied for accounting and turned out not to get a spot. so i applied for economics, which i didnt have a single idea what to do with it. i was accepted and found out that studying one important aspect in everyday life could give me a brand new point of view. it was before i found out the classes were boring to hell. i couldnt just sit and listen to someone babbling about how the market works. it's boring and unproductive. how was i supposed to concentrate my mind to the lectures while i kept imagining my lunch menu which was more tempting, of course. and at the very peak of the depression, he drops the bomb. and iam blowing away. dad came to me and said that i could start organising my own clothing line. i was speechless. i never imagine things like this actually happen in my life. the next thing i knew was telling one of my best friend and she said she would love to join me. HA! my sister told me later that of course she would take apart in this project. HAHA! i cant ask for more.
after months of struggling and joy, i launched my first collection inspired by active young people in urban city early this month. i concern about the comfort and flexibility of the outfit in simple design yet still got style. i wont say this will be easy for me, for us. and i understand that not all people got the idea of the concept. i dont care. i just want to keep on going and take a good care of my baby. i wont say that this gift will make me leave school or else. dad trust me to get this so i dont want to let him down by leaving what he's been working so hard for. i'll finish the school then the rest will be pretty much up to me. i dont want to hurry my self taking decisions now. i'll take time. and keep growing :)
yes, wish us a good luck and a good journey ahead and a click to my clothing line's blogspot to see the full collection. cheers :))
