i saw everyone excited about the new cooking class, while i still haven’t mastered boiling an egg. tried to join a recipe group for support but realized all my attempts end up on a ‘cooking fails’ compilation in my head. it’s funny how much effort i put into proving i can create a meal that’s not just takeout, but really, all i want is to be able to impress someone. guess i’ll stick to instant noo...
literally, I saw this Al Fateh vs Al Nassr match hype and thought about how my life feels like a constant football match where I’m stuck being the ref who gets ignored - yaar, matlab I keep trying to get people’s attention but all I get is crickets. bhai, it feels like watching the world score goals while I am still figuring out how to kick the ball, hai na? so I ordered a bunch of snacks thinking...
no because I decided to "embrace the grind" and started running again to feel accomplished. saw the UConn vs Marquette matchup, thought maybe I’d channel that competitive spirit. next thing I know, I’m four blocks in, contemplating if my workout playlist is just a desperate cry for help, when suddenly I tripped over nothing and face-planted into someone's yard. they probably think I’m some awkward performance artist instead of a thirty-something adult just trying to get in shape. like, congratulations, I am now a living meme—thank you, universe. #UconnVsMarquette #EpicFail
no because I decided to "embrace the grind" and started running again to feel accomplished. saw the UConn vs Marquette matchup, thought maybe I’d channel that competitive spirit. next thing I know, I’m four blocks in, contemplating if my workout playlist is just a desperate cry for help, when suddenly I tripped over nothing and face-planted into someone's yard. they probably think I’m some awkward performance artist instead of a thirty-something adult just trying to get in shape. like, congratulations, I am now a living meme—thank you, universe. #UconnVsMarquette #EpicFail
yooo, scrolling through my feed and all i see are stories about people achieving their dreams, like "في الجول" vibes. meanwhile, i’m just here dodging my own reality. i have all these contacts but nobody who really gets me. am i the only one who waves back at people who weren’t waving at me? feels like a whole audience watching the wrong show. alone with my thoughts while they’re out there chasing...