I just watched this video that Aimee Song put up on her vlog and I was just like *jaw drop*. It was so brave of her to cry on tape and share that with the world, and it gave us a different perspective of what a social media influencer faces. What’s on the outside really isn’t always representative of what’s on the inside. After her post, apparently other influencers also came out and started confessing; some are depressed, some have no real relationships, some travel too much they don’t know who they are anymore, some are seeing therapists. And on their instagram with millions of followers, their happy selfies and gorgeous photos make us think they have the perfect life. It’s so ironic.
It’s family holiday time and literally Dean and I had an argument about where to take the kids. Europe isn’t nice for young toddlers who can’t appreciate historic buildings and loads of walking (Mommy doesn’t appreciate that either haha) and the Australia/New Zealand is just too cold now. US is way too far, I ain’t doing a 24-hour flight with these kids. We really couldn’t decide, and you know it’s going to be an argument when one starts saying “You decide la omg.” We literally took Daniel’s Lift-The-Flap-and-Learn-About-The-World children’s book and lifted the flaps guys. Africa seemed cool and unique, but the kids are way too small to enjoy a fullblown safari holiday. Antartica seemed like a cool idea…. Well, it was 1 am, we were tired…
A historic day for me at work today because….
I got my own desk!!!
“Yes, how may I help you?”
All these while, believe it or not, I didn’t have one. I’d sit in Dean’s room to do my work but since a lot of my work is marketing and PR, it’s not really a desk job and I’m rarely in the office the whole day. I come in and out based on my meetings so I never felt the need to have a room of my own. Everything I need is in my phone and laptop! Plus FV and dUCk were both growing so fast that we don’t even have enough space for desks for newcomers. So I would sit at the pantry and I felt it was nice that I could hang with the other peeps, share food with them and gossip about our boss – Dean, duh. But because I had no real “parking spot”, it was hard to focus. I kept having to move if Dean had a meeting, I didn’t have anywhere to put my things and I didn’t have a calm Vivy spot to park myself and call it my own space.
Gonna be honest, I wasn’t sure if I should share this particular post. 10 years ago, I would have not thought twice about it, but so many things have changed since. I used to be able to write carefree-ly about anything, I could be as bimbotic as I want without thinking of the consequences. Now, things I say or write might get quoted and I have to be more careful. If you have read my blog for years, you”ll know the significance of this post to me. If you just started reading my blog recently, then ummm I’m going to disable the comment box hahahah ok I can’t even if I wanted to. So I’ve decided just for this particular post, I’m gonna say a big I DON’T CARE because I owe this post to Younger Vivy.
This long Raya break is way too long. We were given leave earlier than normal because Raya orders are wrapped up when couriers stop delivering for Raya (just the physical stores running as usual), and because work resumes back on Thursday, of course many people took Thursday and Friday off to make it a whole long break to go on holiday with their loved ones.
The roads are empty, the malls are quiet(ish), there are no good movies in the cinema, my phone and inbox isn’t active with new beeps, KL-lites are sleeping… am really missing the buzz of work!! But at the same time, I’m really really really appreciating bonding time with Daniel and Mariam.