Share my Pie to Inspire

  When was the last time you happily sang in the shower with no rush ? When was the last time you played innocently like a kid with no phone and no internet? When was the last time you stood up for the right things even though all the others were against you – not affected by mass pressure? When was the last time you dreamt about unicorns, rainbows and fantasies instead of having insomnia worrying about your life? When was the last time you looked inside the mirror and thought you were the most beautiful person ever in this earth and not worried about your appearances? . .           Last time, last time, when is it this time?           If not now, when? If not then, why? If not ever, how? . . Time to unclutter your inner soul like how you organize your stuffs in the room. Throw away unused emotions like how fast you threw your ex’s stuffs without a second thought. ...

  Disclaimer: This post is not related to the current trending game: Among Us, at all. (how I wish it is…). Okay. Back to the topic:           “Man, you don’t DESERVE all the applause!” “C’mon you are not even THERE yet!” Another voice comes in: “Nah, you just get LUCKY only! Do you really think this is good ENOUGH?”           Sometimes, all these voices come from people around you, but most of the time it comes from the voices within yourself. If you feel that way after managing to finish a task or achieve something, I guess you get a little bit of impostor syndrome.           Imposter syndrome means the lack of affirmation of yourself after able to achieve something or complete a work by proven facts. You view your own success as being someone’s work. You view yourself of being lucky to be able to get a new job. You do not validate your o...

  I had cried for more than 3 times, if I'm not wrong, for this single week. It doesn't necessarily mean the big devastating, sky-wrecking cries; it can include the tears dropping or tears swiveling around the eyes. It's okay 😢            This week should be a happy week for me since my birthday fell under this week. But unexpectedly (or, expectedly, for someone that knows me well), I had dropped my tears for multiple times. Of course, there were reasons behind. It's not like I cried for no reason.            I found out that I was quite (or, maybe REALLY) emotional person. If you have seen my emotional side, it does not mean anything. It is just simply that I am easily touched by A LOT of things and incidents.           People may call me 'oversensitive', 'overreact' or a 'CryBaby'. It may sound like an insult to anyone, but not me. At least, I wouldn't feel shameful to admit. 'Yes...

  I have been following MarkManson ’s articles for quite awhile that his post for every Monday is a downright inspirational wake-up call. Not the normal read-it-and-forget inspiration. It’s the kick-your-ass inspiration. You might think I am exaggerating but he can discuss something as simple as philosophy but comes out to be a remarkable discover that yet to be talked widely about even though the answer is obviously there. On. The. Table.            It lets me think about how people nowadays consume the same information, same news, yet could give out different opinions viewing the same issue.           Let’s talk about the most current nerve-wrecking hot topic – COVID19. Could you imagine seeing how real this pandemic is, there are still people in this world not believing this is a REAL STUFF adversely affecting the entire populations. People are still going out and have fun without...

I had publicly scolded my girlfriend and called her as a bitch. I had broken down and cried uncontrollably in my working place. Yeah. My emotional self fucked me up once, or probably two time only. Fine, it was countless for someone forgetful like me. Those were some shitty dark times that I had been experiencing, which the emo Vivian back then had no idea I was actually in a messed-up situation that I went around to fuck other people’s lives too.           Actually, being emotional is not wrong. But, present this emo side of YOU in a self-destruction, ruining-people-lives way is just purely immoral and shameful. Putting your negative and sentimental self in front of people had some rules: it has to be done in private and secret place. No one wants to know how pity and pathetic your life that you have to shout out to all the other people around you who don’t even know you in your first place. Tell someone that you trust in a quie...