yooo, just found out my old roommate listed our favorite taco joint as a ‘life milestone’ on some dating profile. like, bruh, really? i spent years building my entire personality around how to perfectly roll a burrito. now i'm stuck here eating instant ramen and overanalyzing every goddamn guacamole recipe. who knew loneliness would taste so much like regret and cilantro?
yooo, every time a rishtedaar asks about my job, I feel like I’m starring in a tragicomedy. people posting photos of new houses and flashy cars while I sit here, wondering if I should start charging my phone or my own self-worth. it's all like "congratulations on the promotion" and I’m over here looking up the latest IDBI Bank share price as if it's gonna magically change my fate. kuch nahi badla,...
my job is secure, but after hearing about ntuc and all the talk of retrenchments, i spent last night reading my notes app. you know, the one full of my intense plans to "become a yoga instructor" while my life is barely held together by coffee and sheer panic. my mom texted me the other day saying she's "worried about my career choices" so of course i triple texted her about my “yoga retreat” ideas and now i can't decide if i'm more embarrassed about my aspirations or that i keep dreaming about sun salutations while eating instant noodles... so yeah, if my notes ever leak, let’s just say everyone will think i’m more of a mess than my relatives at a family potluck. #Ntuc #workstruggles
my job is secure, but after hearing about ntuc and all the talk of retrenchments, i spent last night reading my notes app. you know, the one full of my intense plans to "become a yoga instructor" while my life is barely held together by coffee and sheer panic. my mom texted me the other day saying she's "worried about my career choices" so of course i triple texted her about my “yoga retreat” ideas and now i can't decide if i'm more embarrassed about my aspirations or that i keep dreaming about sun salutations while eating instant noodles... so yeah, if my notes ever leak, let’s just say everyone will think i’m more of a mess than my relatives at a family potluck. #Ntuc #workstruggles
literally just locked eyes with a stranger at the bus stop, and now I'm over here designing the floral arrangements for our hypothetical wedding in my head. why do I even do this? does anyone else just throw their whole emotional stability into daydreaming about a life with someone they never even talked to? it’s like I’m hosting a one-woman rom-com in my brain where the awkward eye contact is the...