Yep, youâ€™re now looking at the ninth redesign made in four years of Kutitots existence.
I was just marveling at Marc this morning about how long weâ€™ve been together (weâ€™ve endured each other for six years already, and we still have a whole lifetime to spend hehe). It made me realize that Iâ€™ve been
a slacker working at home for four years already. Time really does passes by fast when youâ€™re having fun.
So why am I going sentimental over this blog? Well, this post of Jayveeâ€™s made me think. Really think. I remember telling him in Yahoo Messenger about how and why I started Kutitots sometime before my wedding. Jayvee asked me why I never blogged it, he thought it was quite an interesting story to tell. Simple. I wasnâ€™t ready.
But now I am. Iâ€™ll tell you the story behind this whole thing youâ€™re looking at this moment.
Through some interviews, you probably know by now that Iâ€™ve been doing design since high school and freelance work since college. But very few know that Iâ€™ve worked as a call center agent right after my last year in college. Although my parents raised me with an entrepreneurial spirit, I was scared of failing. I didnâ€™t want to risk having no future and losing money in business.
Five months after my employment as a tech support agent, my family encountered one of our worst moments. My sisterâ€™s schizophrenia was going out of hand (her psychiatrist at that time was totally useless)â€”my office colleagues were used to seeing me go to work with bruises and scratches all over (the struggles we had with my sister were unbelievable, we even thought she was possessed or something). But the worst was having two successive deaths in the family: two of the people I loved the most passed away.
My favorite grandma passed away a few days before my birthday. Obviously, I was heart-broken. Then it was made worse by my favorite uncleâ€™s (heâ€™s also my godfather) demise not more than a month after my grandma died. And when the worse things happen to you (and happen simultaneously), you cannot help but ponder about the meaning of your life. Read more