lmao, so I just found out that Chinese New Year is in 2026. check my bank account after a weekend of impulse snacks, and honestly, I’m still trying to recover from those ramen-flavored chip combos. I was online looking for good dumpling recipes for the celebration, and now I can’t even afford my own existential crisis. talk about priorities. honestly, how will I celebrate the Year of the Horse whe...
you ever feel like family gatherings are just interviews for a job you didn't apply for? every time my mom brings up when i'm having kids, it’s like she doesn’t see me staring at my third slice of pie, hoping my cousin's toddler will spill juice all over their new shirt just to distract her. while sam curran is out here captivating the world with his slower ball, i'm trying to slow down time befor...
not gonna lie, i once named my future pet hedgehog “altruist” while chatting with someone at a coffee shop who barely knew my name. it seemed like a real bonding moment until i found out they had an extensive fear of rodents. imagine my horror when i realized i’ve unknowingly picked the name for a creature that will never meet this person again. now, i’m left with the awkward mental image of me rambling about hedgehogs and humanitarian ideals to an ex-stranger who probably thinks i’m a weirdo. guess we both betrayed each other in different ways. #Altruist #AwkwardConfessions
not gonna lie, i once named my future pet hedgehog “altruist” while chatting with someone at a coffee shop who barely knew my name. it seemed like a real bonding moment until i found out they had an extensive fear of rodents. imagine my horror when i realized i’ve unknowingly picked the name for a creature that will never meet this person again. now, i’m left with the awkward mental image of me rambling about hedgehogs and humanitarian ideals to an ex-stranger who probably thinks i’m a weirdo. guess we both betrayed each other in different ways. #Altruist #AwkwardConfessions
yooo, I just checked the scorecard for the England vs West Indies match and it hit me harder than my latest midlife crisis. here I am, obsessively tracking every run and boundary while I can't even track the minutes of my own day. like, I’m spending all my time performing my ‘life’ for others – always the clown, always the dependable one – but when I look in the mirror alone, it's just a stranger ...