last night, my family stumbled upon my secret love for building tiny dioramas. like, I always told myself it was just a quirky way to escape, but now they think it’s a phase or something, you know? I literally laughed it off, saying I was just trying to recreate childhood memories, but inside I felt that weird mixture of pride and total shame. I mean, who am I if my happiest moments come from arra...
ever feel like you’re watching everyone else climb the ladder while you’re stuck at the bottom, clutching your side hustle like a lifebuoy? it’s ironic that my passion project pays for my bills while my actual job drains the life out of me. i’m not complaining, but sometimes i want to scream at my boss who thinks i’m lucky to be here. the truth is, i might just be their best-kept secret, quietly l...
ok but looking back at old photos feels like flipping through someone else's cringey diary, like, how did I think those jelly sandals and butterfly clips were literally fashion choices? I mean, I looked like a background character in a bad sitcom, manifesting my dream of being “that girl” when really I was just, like, a short blonde kid in way too much glitter, thriving on fruit roll-ups and optimism. #manifestingmyself
ok but looking back at old photos feels like flipping through someone else's cringey diary, like, how did I think those jelly sandals and butterfly clips were literally fashion choices? I mean, I looked like a background character in a bad sitcom, manifesting my dream of being “that girl” when really I was just, like, a short blonde kid in way too much glitter, thriving on fruit roll-ups and optimism. #manifestingmyself
no because the way this Ranji Trophy drama is unfolding makes me realize I am literally losing my mind pretending I don’t drink or eat non-veg around my family. like, last week I had to fake a stomach ache to dodge my mom's spicy chicken curry while silently plotting my escape. it’s exhausting, yaar! here I am debating whether to back Punjab or Karnataka, while also wondering if I should start a r...