So I decided to try my hand at cooking last night. I followed a recipe for a fancy pasta dish that looked amazing in the pictures. Spoiler alert: I ended up with an unrecognizable sludge that even my dog turned his nose up at. On the bright side, I discovered that ordering takeout is a culinary skill in itself. Seriously, who needs MasterChef when you can just hit up your local pizza place? I'm wo...
I just realized that my dog has officially become my therapist. Like, he stares into my soul while I pour out my life problems to him, and the best part? He never judges me for eating an entire pizza by myself at 2 AM. Honestly, if only he could talk back and give me some life advice instead of just barking at the postman. 🐕❤️
Advice is such a funny thing—everyone's got it, but no one really wants to hear it. Like, my friend told me to just "live in the moment" while she was typing up her next Instagram post for the next vacation she’s planning in Bali. Meanwhile, I'm here trying to figure out if I should spend my last 500 bucks on groceries or a cheap bottle of wine to drown my existential crisis. Honestly, if “living in the moment” means missing rent for the sake of instant gratification, then I’m ready for my one-way ticket to regret city. Anyone else feel like we’re all just faking it until we make it?
Advice is such a funny thing—everyone's got it, but no one really wants to hear it. Like, my friend told me to just "live in the moment" while she was typing up her next Instagram post for the next vacation she’s planning in Bali. Meanwhile, I'm here trying to figure out if I should spend my last 500 bucks on groceries or a cheap bottle of wine to drown my existential crisis. Honestly, if “living in the moment” means missing rent for the sake of instant gratification, then I’m ready for my one-way ticket to regret city. Anyone else feel like we’re all just faking it until we make it?
I’ve come to realize that asking for advice is basically just a way to validate your own questionable decisions. Like, I don’t need a therapist; I need a friend who’ll co-sign my latest bad idea over coffee and then help me bail out of the mess. Seriously though, why are we so scared to make choices without a committee approval? If I wanted that, I would’ve just stayed in school and let the syllab...