I'm 22.

Still not quite sure what my end goal is.

I get asked what's your five-year goal.

I want to figure out my name.

Clearly.

Yes, I don't give a cradhip.

She looks at 70 more years.

I guess my question is, if you were in,

knowing what you know now, what would you say to your 22 year old self?

Because I've been throwing some darts,

trying to see which one sticks,

but I just love to throw in some darts, try to see which one sticks, but I just love to get

to you.

What do you think?

If I gave you the actual answer, it's so complicated because at 22, the only thing I

wanted to do was build my family's business for them. And I was kind of like, the talks I was having were weird,

which is like, you're going to give up the best years of your life

for your parents because they did it for you.

And like I have like this altruistic, noble like family immigrant vision and I was psychotic about it like literally did not like

actively tell people like I went to everything is best in balance like it would have been

okay if I went to the Jersey Shore once in my 20s it would have been okay but I didn't

that's how psychotic I was I think but the reason I'm so happy is because I'm going to give you the answer of what ties that together which is the only thing you should be thinking about is if everything was perfect. Like as if I was a genie

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