You ever notice how every time you go to a wedding, there's that one uncle who’s like, “Beta, when are you getting married?” That guy has the same energy as a poorly timed power cut—unexpected and completely disruptive. Meanwhile, I’m over here just trying to figure out how to adult without burning my kitchen down. Maybe I’ll just take up long-distance relationships with takeout instead. At least ...
Why is it that the second I start eating healthy, every single food commercial suddenly features my favorite junk food? Like, I didn’t need a pizza commercial to remind me how much I love drowning in cheese and regret. It’s like the universe is just waiting to sabotage my salad. And don’t even get me started on how my mom thinks I’m on a 'diet' because I bought quinoa. Lady, I'm just trying to tri...
I genuinely can't believe how much I’ve become a "book person" over the past year. I used to think reading was just a way to avoid doing actual work, and now I'm knee-deep in fantasy worlds while my laundry sits in a pile like it's waiting for an eviction notice. Seriously, though, if you told me I’d be emotionally invested in fictional characters to the point of ignoring my friends’ texts about plans, I would have laughed in your face. But here we are—me, spiraling over a plot twist during a dinner party. Can someone please check if this is normal, or have I crossed into the realm of 'Bookworm Culture' where I might start wearing cardigans and sipping herbal tea?
I genuinely can't believe how much I’ve become a "book person" over the past year. I used to think reading was just a way to avoid doing actual work, and now I'm knee-deep in fantasy worlds while my laundry sits in a pile like it's waiting for an eviction notice. Seriously, though, if you told me I’d be emotionally invested in fictional characters to the point of ignoring my friends’ texts about plans, I would have laughed in your face. But here we are—me, spiraling over a plot twist during a dinner party. Can someone please check if this is normal, or have I crossed into the realm of 'Bookworm Culture' where I might start wearing cardigans and sipping herbal tea?
So I thought it would be a brilliant idea to try my hand at cooking during the pandemic. I mean, how hard can it be, right? Fast forward to me nearly burning the house down trying to follow a TikTok recipe for a fancy pasta dish. I ended up with something that looked like science project leftovers. My smoke alarm has literally become my sous-chef. Now I just order takeout and tell people I’m on a ...