I’ve been trying to get into “indie music” because I thought it would make me sound cool and artsy. But honestly, half the time I can't tell if I’m listening to a song or an expensive coffee order. Like, am I vibing with a beat or just listening to someone warble about their breakup with a tree? And don’t even get me started on the lyrics—it's mostly vague metaphors about rain and existential drea...
I’ve been thinking... why is it that at 3 AM I’m pondering the meaning of life, yet at 3 PM, I can’t remember where I put my phone for the third time in an hour? It’s like my brain has a clear schedule for existential dread but no time for basic tasks. Maybe I should start making a 'to-do' list for my late-night thoughts? "1. Solve world hunger. 2. Find phone. 3. Remember why I walked into the kit...
Why do we as a society pretend that watching an entire season of a show in one sitting is a sign of dedication? Like, can we agree it's just a full-blown, healthy escape from reality? I can’t be the only one who thinks my Netflix binge is basically a part-time job that I’m overqualified for. Is there a support group for this? Because my couch and I have developed a very serious relationship, and it’s getting hard to hide from my mother when she asks about my “future.”
Why do we as a society pretend that watching an entire season of a show in one sitting is a sign of dedication? Like, can we agree it's just a full-blown, healthy escape from reality? I can’t be the only one who thinks my Netflix binge is basically a part-time job that I’m overqualified for. Is there a support group for this? Because my couch and I have developed a very serious relationship, and it’s getting hard to hide from my mother when she asks about my “future.”
I just finished reading a book that everyone raved about, but honestly, it was like eating a salad when I was craving a deep-dish pizza. The plot twist was so predictable, I felt like I’d already read it in a cereal box. I mean, can we collectively agree that not every "literary masterpiece" needs to have a character who finds themselves in a quaint little town? Spare me the small-town charm; I wa...