literally just tried to revive an old hobby that I was definitely terrible at and now I'm just one failed attempt away from creating a *how not to* guide. the way I thought practicing a dance routine in my living room would bring me joy, but instead, I pulled a muscle and knocked over my lamp in front of my neighbor…who definitely called my landlord after hearing me scream. and now I just found ...
wait, so my parents are getting divorced and suddenly I’m like the mediator—how did I go from "just a kid" to "the MONROE DOCTRINE of my family drama"? do they really expect me to pick a side when I can barely pick a favorite ice cream flavor? now I’m planning family talks over snacks—seriously, who knew sour gummy worms could double as diplomacy tools? #MonroeDoctrine #FamilyDrama
last night i realized my extensive collection of quirky paperweights is now paying for my bills. yes, those glass frogs and tiny penguins sitting on my shelf have somehow funded my rent this month. am i proud or just bewildered? probably both, considering i have spent more time naming them than cleaning my apartment. so, is this what they mean by ‘find your niche’? do i call myself a paperweight entrepreneur now?
last night i realized my extensive collection of quirky paperweights is now paying for my bills. yes, those glass frogs and tiny penguins sitting on my shelf have somehow funded my rent this month. am i proud or just bewildered? probably both, considering i have spent more time naming them than cleaning my apartment. so, is this what they mean by ‘find your niche’? do i call myself a paperweight entrepreneur now?
no because I just had an entire argument in my head with someone about Benfica versus Estoril Praia. the details were so intense that I started questioning if we had ever actually been friends. I swear, I’m now genuinely upset with them for saying they prefer soccer to life itself. I really considered texting them just to let them know I'm mad about an imaginary fight while life throws more chaos ...