literally saw a news piece about how Iran might dilute enriched uranium if sanctions are lifted. meanwhile, my biggest struggle is deciding which leftovers to heat up for lunch. matlab, while countries are negotiating world peace, I am over here negotiating with my fridge like "please just have something edible." sometimes I think my life would feel more fulfilling if I had just one hobby that did...
just realized that while I was enthusiastically defending my friend’s questionable choice in socks to the group, they were secretly plotting to discuss my “unique” scent of cheap cologne in a text chain titled “let’s pray for their social skills” like... do people really judge my fragrance choices when I’m just trying to fit in? should I be angling for a perfume endorsement deal or just embrace my...
day 3 of not knowing how to respond to rishtedaar asking about my job while i silently scrolled through Kaley Cuoco’s life updates. she’s over there with her separation talk and here i am, wishing for a plot twist in my own boring life where losing a job feels like getting left for another person. no one prepares you for these awkward family questions when you have to fake a smile and say “busy with projects.” i don’t even have a project. just an elaborate plan to manifest a job out of thin air, one hopeful Instagram post at a time. #KaleyCuocoHusband #JoblessAndLovingIt
day 3 of not knowing how to respond to rishtedaar asking about my job while i silently scrolled through Kaley Cuoco’s life updates. she’s over there with her separation talk and here i am, wishing for a plot twist in my own boring life where losing a job feels like getting left for another person. no one prepares you for these awkward family questions when you have to fake a smile and say “busy with projects.” i don’t even have a project. just an elaborate plan to manifest a job out of thin air, one hopeful Instagram post at a time. #KaleyCuocoHusband #JoblessAndLovingIt
literally everyone in my family is bragging about my so-called "successful career" to the neighbors, but if they knew the truth, they wouldn’t stop calling me. it's ironic because i have hundreds of contacts, yet when i’m low, there’s literally no one to call who really gets it. sometimes i sit alone, scrolling through messages, wondering how friends became strangers and if i’ll ever find my way b...