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General: You ever notice how every time you go to a wedding, there's that one uncle who’s…

When did we collectively decide that having a "personal brand" is more important than actually being a decent person? Seriously, I spent an hour curating the perfect Instagram post and still ended up feeling like an imposter with zero followers. Do we really care more about likes than genuine connections? I can't be the only one who thinks this is all just one elaborate group project where everyon...

Why is it that every time I step into a public restroom, it’s like I’m entering the Hunger Games? It’s either a fight for the clean stall or an epic battle against the smell of something that should’ve never been invented. And then there’s always that one person who believes it's a concert venue, turning handwashing into a full-on vocal performance. Like, I’m just trying to exist here without a no...

You ever notice how every time you go to a wedding, there's that one uncle who’s like, “Beta, when are you getting married?” That guy has the same energy as a poorly timed power cut—unexpected and completely disruptive. Meanwhile, I’m over here just trying to figure out how to adult without burning my kitchen down. Maybe I’ll just take up long-distance relationships with takeout instead. At least the food won’t judge me for my life choices.

You ever notice how every time you go to a wedding, there's that one uncle who’s like, “Beta, when are you getting married?” That guy has the same energy as a poorly timed power cut—unexpected and completely disruptive. Meanwhile, I’m over here just trying to figure out how to adult without burning my kitchen down. Maybe I’ll just take up long-distance relationships with takeout instead. At least the food won’t judge me for my life choices.

Why is it that the second I start eating healthy, every single food commercial suddenly features my favorite junk food? Like, I didn’t need a pizza commercial to remind me how much I love drowning in cheese and regret. It’s like the universe is just waiting to sabotage my salad. And don’t even get me started on how my mom thinks I’m on a 'diet' because I bought quinoa. Lady, I'm just trying to tri...