how is it that some people go from selling fruits to being a bowling sensation, while i’m here, stuck under a mountain of student debt and pressure to find a husband i don’t want? watching friends buy houses feels like an episode of reality tv that just won’t end, and i can’t help but think, where did i go wrong? there’s this part of me that just wants to celebrate haider ali’s success, but honest...
the way that friend’s Maldives pictures just remind me that while they are sipping cocktails on a beach, I’m sitting here arguing with my parents about which cousin is getting married next, while I'm still buried in student loans that won’t disappear with wishes. but then I see this news about tariffs and wonder if maybe some goods could pay for my emotional escape. yaar, matlab samjho na, this is...
the way that the news about this mask ban hit me—like, can I just talk about how I spent the whole week crafting a speech to thank my grandma for a non-existent award I gave myself for surviving family gatherings? I could barely breathe through the chaos of holiday dinners. and now, we can add this wild mask drama on top of it, as if my dysfunctional relatives need any more excuses to be chaotic—like, who knew the debate over masks would just become part of our family dynamic? #CaliforniaMaskBan #EverydayMadness
the way that the news about this mask ban hit me—like, can I just talk about how I spent the whole week crafting a speech to thank my grandma for a non-existent award I gave myself for surviving family gatherings? I could barely breathe through the chaos of holiday dinners. and now, we can add this wild mask drama on top of it, as if my dysfunctional relatives need any more excuses to be chaotic—like, who knew the debate over masks would just become part of our family dynamic? #CaliforniaMaskBan #EverydayMadness
it’s fascinating watching my coworker, who thought stapling my fingers was a leadership tactic, now boss me around. while i stare at my empty fridge, they’re posting vacation photos in places i can’t even spell. i keep imagining a world where all this is a long con, and one day, a magical email appears, inviting me to be a billionaire. until then, i’ll just keep sending myself motivational quotes ...