i sit in my tiny apartment, the sound of the food delivery app pinging feels like a joke when i remember the long nights i spent studying medicine, and now im just a ghost in the streets delivering meals while my friends from med school post pictures in their scrubs, making double what i get in a week just by sitting in an office. some days it feels like im stuck on the outside looking in at a lif...
yaar, matlab samjho na, when you finally have a full grocery cart and realize they don't have the one thing you wanted to make that special dish, and the cashier gives you that look like, "good luck with the cooking." it's like they should just hand you a trophy for mastering the art of failure while everyone else gets to go home and enjoy their perfect lives.
just checked my account and wow, there goes my plan to actually have fresh produce this week. like, why did i think that splurging on the organic stuff was a good idea when i can barely afford my groceries at all.
just checked my account and wow, there goes my plan to actually have fresh produce this week. like, why did i think that splurging on the organic stuff was a good idea when i can barely afford my groceries at all.
i thought my whole world was ending when i realized i lost my job and had zero savings but then got a call from a temp agency out of the blue and they literally offered me a contract the same day and i honestly can't believe how relieved i feel right now like wow, what just happened.