This post is how I tricked myself into writing/posting on this blog again soon. Like, tomorrow-morning soon. It would be odd to see a post titled “Quarantine Day 44” in a blog that went to radio silence for almost two years then that’s it, right? They said we are witnessing a critical time in history and we should keep a journal. I’m sold and it’s a long weekend (whatever that means in this uncertain WFH time) but it’s 6.29 PM and I have Kiki’s Delivery Service on pause.
I realized recently that while I do share a good amount of myself on Instagram (stories), on my blog I tend to write random posts that don’t have any focus. What I really feel would be more interesting, and as a self-affirmation exercise, is sharing things in my life currently. My new pair of shoes, a trip I’ve taken, a single outfit, my family. Maybe the shops that I’m loving, things I’ve got going on in my day-to-day, or even new project I’m working on.
Kalimera new logo that I made earlier today. Been thinking to update the website and upload things I’ve collected for several months. Hm.
My family had never understood what I want to be when I grow up. In fact, they’re still trying to figure it out for me until now. They sound more and more like those newsletter emails you got every week from LinkedIn.
The other day I took Uber analytic test as the second stage of application to become their city operational manager. I even tried to mastering pivot tables in two nights. Yeah, me, a woman who started to learn how to use =SUM formula in Microsoft Excel in the year of 2015.
Not long before that, in 2014 together with Rob, we founded our teeny tiny kitsch shop online. I have to understand how to set up an e-commerce website, front end, back end and a host administrative skills. However, ‘understand’ is the operative word. While possessing a working knowledge of e-commerce outside my design skills is helpful, I don’t need to be—and shouldn’t try to be—spectacular at everything.
Tips: when you chat with the 24/7 Dewaweb online support, my best ever recommendation for you is to pretend the whole time to be Jen Barber from IT Crowd.
This has been my experience my whole life. I’m too easily bored with anything. I don’t dedicated my time to a particular type of work. I can’t know just about one thing. I keep thinking of things with any connections, with any perspectives, and always leads to work that often personal.
Well, I guess I agree with Buzzfeed just this one time (gah!), that knowing a little of everything is often better than having one expert skill.
I’ll mow your lawn, clean the leaves out your drain
I’ll mend your roof to keep out the rain
I’ll hammer the nails, and I’ll set the stone
I’ll harvest your crops when they’re ripe and grown
I’ll pull that engine apart and patch her up ’til she’s running right
I’ll take the work that God provides
I’m a Jack of all trades, we’ll be alright
~ Bruce Springsteen, Jack of All Trades
Captured from Black Mirror 03×04 “San Junipero”
I have found myself thinking too much about death, not that I want to end my life or anything. It’s just what I believe has gotten me to this point is the fact that I’ve realized how easy we can leave this world.
I often experienced death of strangers that I saw on the article or social media from a curious perspective. While I accepted it as an inevitable part of life, I also thinking it can generate a great deal of terror of the unknown future is. Their death motivated me to explore deadly diseases, cause of most accidents, drugs, war or what environment challenges which may impact on our lives. I would read up and learn about them for weeks. On and on again, just to imagine if my time on earth will still be long.
Black Mirror’s San Junipero is truly-wonderfully bad dream for me. They said movies we cherish the most are not those that feel the farthest from our experience. They are the ones that—in the darkness and stillness of a room —reanimate the wonder and mystery of tiny chunk of the world we know.
Even the series have been a constant reminder that everything could be flicked off with the switch of a button, San Junipero kinda made me hopeful on the concept of life and death.
A haunting reminder to live every moment to the fullest.
p.s. I knew I wanted to post this since I first watched the series, but couldn’t shake the melancholy mood, lol