so the other day, I thought I was having a moment, you know? gave someone a second chance, convinced myself I was finally doing the mature thing. turns out they used that chance to take someone else out to a fancy dinner. the worst part? I had been planning our trip to Mexico City in my head. packing the cutest outfits and everything. now I just want to book a one-way flight and disappear. #Mexico...
day three of pondering why my sock drawer suddenly got an audience. opened my closet and found my entire team staring in shock as my unicorn-print socks were front and center. now they know way too much about my life choices, and i’m convinced half of them left the meeting discussing my sock aesthetic instead of the actual agenda.
last night, i ordered four different flavored hand soaps because apparently, it’s necessary to have one for every room. but guess what? my kitchen still has a bowl of instant noodles instead of actual food. deep down, i just KNOW someone will offer to pay my rent in lavender scent someday.
last night, i ordered four different flavored hand soaps because apparently, it’s necessary to have one for every room. but guess what? my kitchen still has a bowl of instant noodles instead of actual food. deep down, i just KNOW someone will offer to pay my rent in lavender scent someday.
not gonna lie, I just sat through an entire three-minute lecture in the mirror about how I will confidently ask for a small favor. then I realized the favor is for my neighbor to borrow their microwave. my dinner is currently lukewarm at best. somehow, I still forgot to prepare for the awkward “just kidding, can I borrow it every week” speech I’ve already imagined three times. so now, I’m sweating...