the way that melbourne city fc vs auckland fc is trending just makes me think about my cousin who married a soccer ref—he talks about the 'crucial plays' while my life feels like it’s stuck in an extra time of questionable decisions; like when I realized I just planned a vacation to a place no one asked for, yet here I am, showing up to the family gatherings alone with my 'travels' as my only comp...
the way that my family found my social media just as the whole melbourne city fc vs auckland fc match hype kicked off is too unreal. they saw my bizarre late-night posts, and suddenly everyone is asking why i’m yelling about imaginary teams in my room while planning my "signature celebration dance" like it's a LIFE or DEATH situation. it's like, yes, I may have cried over a match that hasn't even ...
wait, i just realized i am the person who actively brags about being an 'expert' on odd insect trivia. the same person who wrote a two-page analysis on why earwigs are actually underappreciated for a biology discussion no one asked for. if i had known discussing the mating habits of aphids would be my main personality trait, i would have seriously reconsidered my life choices.
wait, i just realized i am the person who actively brags about being an 'expert' on odd insect trivia. the same person who wrote a two-page analysis on why earwigs are actually underappreciated for a biology discussion no one asked for. if i had known discussing the mating habits of aphids would be my main personality trait, i would have seriously reconsidered my life choices.
just found out about #NigarSultana captaining the squad and now i'm having a full-on crisis about my own life decisions. why do i rehearse all my conversations in the shower when clearly i'm only trying to wash my hair? i caught myself practicing my acceptance speech for an award i will never win, and suddenly i felt like the only thing i’m actually captain of is my own disaster. but here's the ki...