so i spent an entire weekend trying to bake the perfect sourdough loaf literally following some artisan's video only for it to come out looking like a pancake with a personality crisis and now the only thing rising in my life is my disappointment and also my blood pressure from all the yeast drama, i should honestly just give up and open a bag of store-bought bread and call it a day.
یار، میں نے ایک دفعہ اپنے دوست کو یہ میسج بھیجا کہ "کیا تم وہ چاکلیٹ کیک بنا رہے ہو؟" اور وہ بولا، "نہیں، میں نے تو پانی کو بھی نہیں جانچا۔" کوئی سمجھتا نہیں کہ کیا ہو رہا ہے۔
so i started learning to play the guitar like six months ago, thought it would be fun and chill, but now i'm pretty sure my neighbors are convinced i’m trying to summon demons instead of strumming a simple chord. literally thought i’d be the next big thing but instead, all i have to show for it is calluses and a deep existential crisis about whether i should stick with it or just take up knitting or something.
so i started learning to play the guitar like six months ago, thought it would be fun and chill, but now i'm pretty sure my neighbors are convinced i’m trying to summon demons instead of strumming a simple chord. literally thought i’d be the next big thing but instead, all i have to show for it is calluses and a deep existential crisis about whether i should stick with it or just take up knitting or something.
just sat down to organize my closet and realized the only thing in there that fits me anymore is this old jacket from college, which is kind of ridiculous since i have been buying clothes on sale but they still just dont work somehow, like, how do you end up with so much stuff that just sits here while you keep telling yourself you need a refresh but then you just shove everything back in without ...