yaar, matlab samjho na, I was so sure that job interview would be a disaster but somehow they loved me and now I am just sitting here in disbelief like how did that even happen, मेरे सारे डर बस हवा में उड़ गए।
yaar, matlab samjho na, bheege huye bills dekhte hi kuch aur kharidne ka mann nahi karta, sab kuch itna tight hai ki grocery lene bhi nahi jaa sakta. क्या किसी और को ऐसा लग रहा है कि हर महीने का पेमेंट करने में बासी रोटी खानी पड़ती है?
so the hospital calls me before my oncologist does and the first question is literally "what's your insurance" like, thanks for the warm welcome to the cancer club, you know, maybe ask how i am before diving into the billing dept, i mean talk about priorities, right?
so the hospital calls me before my oncologist does and the first question is literally "what's your insurance" like, thanks for the warm welcome to the cancer club, you know, maybe ask how i am before diving into the billing dept, i mean talk about priorities, right?
so apparently my emotional support cactus just died, and now i have to mourn the loss of my only stable relationship in this chaotic life while the universe throws billboards in my face about how much greener everything else is. ironic right, a succulent turning to dust when my actual problems are bigger than that — like how i can never seem to keep anything alive long enough to really enjoy it.