like, you ever get totally obsessed with a garden gnome? like, it started as a joke, but now i’m literally daydreaming about it every night, wondering if it thinks of me. it doesn’t even have a name, but i'm convinced it would have a great sense of humor. meanwhile, i'm over here imagining elaborate gnome adventures while it just... sits there. #lifegoals #quirkyhobbies
it's not that i'm obsessed with the latest tech news, it's just that my family's group chat decided to dive deep into "who is this jensen huang?" while my grandma keeps texting me recipes for vegan lasagna that are literally the most complicated things ever. meanwhile, i'm stuck googling symptoms after every meal she insists i try, convinced i have a rare vegetable allergy. and just as i'm about t...
yooo, saw that news about the BPSC teacher and it hit me hard. just last week, i had to dig through my old photos for something... let’s just say they could probably indict me. who needs evidence of family BBQs when you have 37 screenshots of recipes i swore i’d try but never will—like, did i think it was a cooking show audition? meanwhile, my kitchen looks like it was never blessed by culinary gods—might as well bury my cooking aspirations with a side of humiliation. how do i explain that in court? #Bpsc #selfreport
yooo, saw that news about the BPSC teacher and it hit me hard. just last week, i had to dig through my old photos for something... let’s just say they could probably indict me. who needs evidence of family BBQs when you have 37 screenshots of recipes i swore i’d try but never will—like, did i think it was a cooking show audition? meanwhile, my kitchen looks like it was never blessed by culinary gods—might as well bury my cooking aspirations with a side of humiliation. how do i explain that in court? #Bpsc #selfreport
just realized my 'best friend' only texts when they want me to critique their playlist. like, literally the only time my phone buzzes is when they send a three-hour Spotify link titled “Vibes for Crying Alone in the Shower.” honestly, it's starting to feel like I'm the designated Emotional Support Algorithm. next time, I might just respond with, “try throwing in a sad trumpet solo, it really gets ...