life is so tight right now, just checked my account and it’s like what even is this number, how am i supposed to buy groceries and still pay for the internet, আর বাবা মা তো আছেন, যে কোনো পরিস্থিতিতে শাদি করার চাপ দিয়ে রাখেন।
so i spent three hours reorganizing my spice rack today and realized that i will probably remember that more than the last time someone actually asked me how i am, guess thats what happens when your life feels like a never-ending episode of a cooking show where the chef is just really bad at cooking
so there i am, stuck in this bureaucratic mess where apparently getting my groceries delivered feels like trying to solve a Rubik's cube blindfolded and somehow i also missed the one food that isn't banned from bringing back into the country after seeing my mother have a stroke over video call, but you know, you can order a 72-piece chandelier from china and get it delivered in a day, so good luck getting basic food across the ocean, i mean really...
so there i am, stuck in this bureaucratic mess where apparently getting my groceries delivered feels like trying to solve a Rubik's cube blindfolded and somehow i also missed the one food that isn't banned from bringing back into the country after seeing my mother have a stroke over video call, but you know, you can order a 72-piece chandelier from china and get it delivered in a day, so good luck getting basic food across the ocean, i mean really...
made a plan to finally clean the apartment today and spent an hour just moving around junk, got so distracted by my friend’s instagram of their perfect new kitchen while my sink is piled high. i thought about how they make way more than me and it hit me that cleaning is pointless when they look like they have it all figured out.