wait, but why is my life like this? i just accidentally liked my neighbor's ten-month-old picture of their porch decorations. like, who even likes porch decorations that much? now what, do i casually bring it up at the mailbox tomorrow and act like that’s normal?
honestly, the news about the juegos olímpicos de invierno twenty twenty-six made me think about how i spent all those late nights pushing through tasks at my job, and for what? i feel like a figure skater who's been thrown into a bobsled race. my workload doubled after layoffs, and while the office gets quieter, my brain is literally screaming for escape. should i send myself an email with a new s...
every time my parents introduce me as 'MNC mein kaam karta hai', i feel like i should add 'but only in the MNC that’s holding auditions for the world’s tiniest income' like yaar, i'm celebrating every 50 rupee splurge with a full-on dance party at home, meanwhile my school friends are sharing honeymoon photos while i’m over here struggling to figure out how many discount coupons i need to eat at least two meals a week. i swear, i just told my mother i'm using her flour to make roti because i’m one step away from becoming a bread-maker to impress my ‘money-having’ friends, and now she thinks i’m becoming an artist. this is my new path, yaar, imagine my wedding speech, "she built her empire out of flour and sheer willpower."
every time my parents introduce me as 'MNC mein kaam karta hai', i feel like i should add 'but only in the MNC that’s holding auditions for the world’s tiniest income' like yaar, i'm celebrating every 50 rupee splurge with a full-on dance party at home, meanwhile my school friends are sharing honeymoon photos while i’m over here struggling to figure out how many discount coupons i need to eat at least two meals a week. i swear, i just told my mother i'm using her flour to make roti because i’m one step away from becoming a bread-maker to impress my ‘money-having’ friends, and now she thinks i’m becoming an artist. this is my new path, yaar, imagine my wedding speech, "she built her empire out of flour and sheer willpower."
yooo, so they’re talking about that upsac notification, right? while my friends are flexing their new homes and shiny cars, i'm sitting here still trying to figure out how to afford a decent lunch. it's like, ghar wale keep comparing me to Sharma ji ka beta, who’s acing his exams and landing on Mars. matlab, I’ve been in this city two years, made zero real friends, and it feels like everyone is mo...