literally, I was scrolling through old photos and found this picture of me wearing a pineapple-shaped hat, thinking I looked SO COOL. I was actually really proud of that look back then. Now I look at it and think, was I really *growing* or just temporarily losing my mind? Maybe my personal growth was just my style choices maturing, but then again, do I miss the girl who could pull off fruit headwe...
last night, I stumbled upon a family secret that explained why my cousin’s always convinced we’re actually descendants of the Royal Family. turns out, Great Aunt Edna was once married to a guy who claimed he was the "next King" of some obscure island nobody’s ever heard of. now I’m half expecting to be crowned at the next family reunion while my cousin dabs glitter on his face like he’s manifestin...
the way that my boss casually praised the guy in accounting for my idea like he just cured world hunger... meanwhile i was in the corner dressed as a sunflower, practicing my presentation pitch for a meeting that only three pigeons attended, like "oh my god, maybe i should’ve just submitted my resignation in the form of interpretative dance instead."
the way that my boss casually praised the guy in accounting for my idea like he just cured world hunger... meanwhile i was in the corner dressed as a sunflower, practicing my presentation pitch for a meeting that only three pigeons attended, like "oh my god, maybe i should’ve just submitted my resignation in the form of interpretative dance instead."
it’s not that i have no idea what i’m doing, it’s just that i’m fully embracing the chaos of mentoring someone while questioning my own existence. like, how am i supposed to guide someone when i can barely find my left sock in the morning? and now, with the news about bank holidays in 2026, am i supposed to prepare my mentee for future financial chaos, or just buy a tent and wait for society to im...