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This time, I learned about many things – such as drawing icons and buttons, but the most important lesson from this project was team working. It's really hard, even though there are only three men…
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What a wonderful start! This month will be the May of war. Anyway, I'll keep posting my stories.
We have an agreement for our working hours. It is because of our situation, we are students, so we have to do with our studies.
Anyway, some of our employees have flexible schedule, so they can woke up late, and work overnight. This looks cool to somebody who works at formal company – but the thing is, it's not that convenient. We also have strict rules for our project due, and team meeting (except me,) and the other schedule, but we cannot control each other's time schedule.
It's good to be free, but we have to control for it. And it is even harder to being passive.
To be honest, I'm using intensive motions and words for the conversation with my boss. We have very aggressive feedbacks for ourselves – that's because IT IS IMPORTANT. On the other hand, anyway, I really don't want to be burnout for the emotional dealings with my team mate. I have fate with them, and I know we are taking enough influence each other. That's why I'm talking easily and comfortably.
Today's dialogue was uncomforted with me. It was filled with full of anger, fury, and rage. Finally, I understood what I hypostatized is not important. I had to communicate and instruct with them; even they know my plans.
I have to work harder for not to make this kind of situation again. Not again.
Now I'm reading my old stories from my Korean blog. Sometimes, it seem as letters to me, and finally I can understand what I have tried to do, what I have done, and what I really need.
Some of it makes me sad, because of my misunderstanding guided me to bad results. But I know that becomes a great experience, for now. Yeah. My life continues.
Anyway, my regretful life reaches at the serious point. Can I change everything? Nobody will know.
