I met my doppelganger this weekend.
I was completely caught off guard since I was at a birthday party for two of my good friends. Turns out she graduated the same year from a school I got into, went to business school undergrad, we're separated by 2 degrees (maybe less if we had spoken more), and she lives across the street. I think I've even gotten some of her emails and she claims to have known about me since high school in the days of ICQ. Sorta strange that you could google yourself, find someone with the same name and a similar background and one day, meet them at a party and then share a cab home.
Weird.
About Me
- pooblehwah
- In college, when things went wrong or I was frustrated, I'd say "bleh." Soon, it became a greeting to people over instant messenger or even in person. One night, when I was feeling particularly down, I said "pooblehwah" to a friend. It combined three of my favorite words. It became a secret name, a phrase for when I felt low. It seemed like a fitting title and theme for the contents of this blog. Enjoy!
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