its not that i’m broke, it’s just—yaar, matlab samjho na—i have a shiny new wifi router but my bank balance says otherwise. everyone thinks i’ve got it together because of that 'fancy tech,' but they don't see the credit card bills piling up like a bad movie plot twist. i just smile and nod while my heart's like, 'please, can someone save me?' all this tech and no cash, it’s the ultimate joke i ne...
can't help but scroll through my feed, seeing everyone’s vacation pics while I can barely afford a bus ticket. yaar, matlab samjho na, my friends are closing deals on houses and cars, while I'm still figuring out how to stretch my paycheck to the next grocery run. when did life turn into a competition I never entered? sometimes I daydream about winning the lottery, even though I never play. just s...
it’s not that i regret that one summer in college where i thought it was a genius idea to take that obscure course on underwater basket weaving. it’s just that now, years later, i look around and think, what would my life have been like if i had signed up for the practical finance class instead? maybe i wouldn't spend late nights silently apologizing to my furniture for the reality of my dead-end job. is it weird that i’m jealous of the chairs that sit idly, not worrying about student loans or bleak future options? it’s funny, right? how one choice echoes through time like a haunted shadow.
it’s not that i regret that one summer in college where i thought it was a genius idea to take that obscure course on underwater basket weaving. it’s just that now, years later, i look around and think, what would my life have been like if i had signed up for the practical finance class instead? maybe i wouldn't spend late nights silently apologizing to my furniture for the reality of my dead-end job. is it weird that i’m jealous of the chairs that sit idly, not worrying about student loans or bleak future options? it’s funny, right? how one choice echoes through time like a haunted shadow.
i spent an hour arguing with my shower head over whether "I didn't mean to hurt you" is a valid excuse for showing up late to brunch—while realizing i was wearing the same shirt as yesterday. i know it was the right move to make, but do they really expect me to keep it together when i am clearly negotiating with a faucet about social etiquette?