i literally just found out that the ISL is coming back, and i’m over here regretting my life choices. like, while everyone else is planning watch parties and enjoying life, i’m trying to figure out why i spent three months perfecting my homemade ramen that literally nobody asked for. so now i’m out here at a grocery store, comparing ingredients to those pasta kits like it’s a finals week breakdown...
I literally practiced how I would react if I ever got into Ranchi University. I mean, who hasn’t rehearsed happy tears and an emotional thank-you speech in the shower? But here I am, checking Instagram for the latest updates on "digital literacy" while literally still not knowing how to send a video call link to my mom. And let's be real, the only “skills” I’m mastering are awkward pauses on Zoom ...
just had my parents drop by unannounced and they saw the piles of unwashed workout clothes, my secret cake-decorating obsession that looks more like a horror show, and the way i manifested a perfect smoothie with expired fruit. they did not leave with a good impression. #blessed #whatsanadult
just had my parents drop by unannounced and they saw the piles of unwashed workout clothes, my secret cake-decorating obsession that looks more like a horror show, and the way i manifested a perfect smoothie with expired fruit. they did not leave with a good impression. #blessed #whatsanadult
so i literally just sent 'ok' after drafting 47 versions of this text about how i felt sad and confused about steve phelps resigning. i was just staring at my screen, trying to articulate my emotional turmoil like it was a heartfelt letter but honestly, i was still processing what cereal to eat for dinner. then i realized my emotional range was reduced to 'ok' which feels like the only accurate re...