I was naive. I thought life was a movie.
Teachers said I could be “anything” – astronaut, doctor, president.
I believed them.
I got good grades, but real life?
Clueless.
My friends laughed when I tried to fix a bike tire with tape.
Mom said I’d “learn.”
I didn’t.
I just daydreamed harder.
Then I fell in love.
She made me feel invincible.
Until Dad died.
Two weeks before my 10th-grade exams.
The house went quiet.
The funeral smelled like rain.
I failed math. Then she left.
Said I was “too much.”
I cried in my room for weeks.
Ate chips for dinner. Watched the ceiling fan spin.
What’s the point? I didn’t know.
YouTube saved me.
On day I found Dan Lok yelling about copywriting.
Watched his videos like sermons.
Bought his book FU Money.
Started developing my skill sets.
Messaged 100 strangers: “I’ll build your website. I’ll improve copywriting”
99 ignored me. One said yes.
Then I called Kalim – my old school friend.
We teamed up.
Started a digital marketing agency from a tiny shop.
Ate instant noodles.
Worked till sunrise.
Clients called us “the roaches” because we never died.
I build on of the fastest-growing agency.
Hired 7 people.
Retire my Mom from her work.
Now I teach freelancing.
Record videos in my old bedroom.
Kids from my hometown DM me: “How do I start?” I show them the ropes.
Tell ’em about the bike tire tape.
Tell ’em ceilings fans stop spinning if you jump.
Life’s still a movie.
But now I’m holding the camera.