yooo, so I was scrolling through all these posts about the ICC T20 World Cup, and it hit me—my life's like a game where I keep getting bowled out. my crush doesn’t even reply anymore, yet I have to sit through endless updates on players whose names I can't even pronounce. everyone around me acts like these matches matter more than my day-to-day struggle. it's like everyone's vibing with sports whi...
it’s three in the morning and i’ve got this whole thank you speech rehearsed in my head for an award i won’t win. not really because i didn’t deserve it, but because i missed the deadline on the submission. yeah, it’s a lot like seeing kate hudson strutting down the streets of Paris in something gorgeous and realizing my only recent ‘glam’ moment was trying on a jacket two sizes too small that loo...
no because every time i see those posts about মাদ্রাসা শিক্ষকদের বেতন ছাড়, i spiral. it’s like, wow, there are teachers getting recognition for what they do. meanwhile, i'm here applying for a “please hire me, i promise to stop crying at interviews” discount. the punchline? i realized my self-worth got lost somewhere between my last breakup and scrolling endlessly. do they have a support group for this, or am i just meant to suffer quietly? #
no because every time i see those posts about মাদ্রাসা শিক্ষকদের বেতন ছাড়, i spiral. it’s like, wow, there are teachers getting recognition for what they do. meanwhile, i'm here applying for a “please hire me, i promise to stop crying at interviews” discount. the punchline? i realized my self-worth got lost somewhere between my last breakup and scrolling endlessly. do they have a support group for this, or am i just meant to suffer quietly? #
wait—so my aunt casually asks when I am getting married while I’m just sitting here wondering how I will pay for the next doctor’s visit. I mean, should I tell her I don’t even have health insurance? but hey, who needs a spouse when you’re out here surviving off instant noodles and YouTube tutorials, right? #NepVsCan #lifeishard