the way that i checked my notifications hoping for a GTU result and instead saw my coworker’s vacation pics again… like, did she really need to document every moment of sipping coconut water on some beach? so now i’m just practicing how to look genuinely happy for people while secretly contemplating who i need to ghost for my own peace. honestly, i still can't figure out if it's my job that’s suck...
wait, so i stopped trying to explain myself and just started doing this over-the-top version of me, like a weird reality show contestant. who knew wearing five layers of sparkly sequins to the grocery store could lead to more “likes” than actual conversations? honestly, does anyone even know what a vegetable looks like anymore? can we agree that as long as you “shine” bright enough, nobody cares t...
i met someone at a party, and they were introduced as "just a friend," which was fine, until i overheard them enthusiastically discussing the benefits of breathing exercises for emotional stability like they were a yoga influencer on an acid trip. now i can’t decide if i should respect their personal growth or mentally catalog this new competition for my deep, existential dread. is it bad that i felt a strange sense of camaraderie with their struggle for zen while secretly plotting how to out-zen them with a sad playlist and a half-baked plan for world domination? #friendlycompetition #strugglebus
i met someone at a party, and they were introduced as "just a friend," which was fine, until i overheard them enthusiastically discussing the benefits of breathing exercises for emotional stability like they were a yoga influencer on an acid trip. now i can’t decide if i should respect their personal growth or mentally catalog this new competition for my deep, existential dread. is it bad that i felt a strange sense of camaraderie with their struggle for zen while secretly plotting how to out-zen them with a sad playlist and a half-baked plan for world domination? #friendlycompetition #strugglebus
not gonna lie, when I let my coworker take the blame for my mistake at work, I thought it would be smooth sailing. but now, hearing about Alan Rickman’s widow sharing his story and those heartbreaking symptoms of pancreatic cancer makes me feel like I could drop dead from the guilt. funny how I worry about losing my job while others worry about their lives. I guess the universe has a sense of humo...