Is anyone else just fully convinced that the universe is messing with us? Like, you wake up thinking it’s a good day, only to step in a puddle, lose your keys right after you found them, and then your favorite snack is out of stock at the store. It’s like a cosmic joke no one told me about. If life’s a game, I definitely need to change my character because this one has way too many glitches.
I finally decided to finish that book series everyone raves about, thinking I’d join the "cool kids" who pretend to read classics. But here I am, three weeks in, and I can’t even remember the names of half the characters. I just know one of them has a tragic backstory and probably a pet dragon. Meanwhile, I’m still parked on my couch, munching on chips, wondering if I should just start rereading t...
Why do we always have that one friend who insists on taking a group selfie every time we go out? Like, I came for the free food and gossip, not a photo op. And then they spend 20 minutes editing it while we're all just sitting there like, “Didn’t we just eat together? Why do we need evidence?” I need answers, because at this point, I'm starting to think my life is just a series of forced Instagram moments.
Why do we always have that one friend who insists on taking a group selfie every time we go out? Like, I came for the free food and gossip, not a photo op. And then they spend 20 minutes editing it while we're all just sitting there like, “Didn’t we just eat together? Why do we need evidence?” I need answers, because at this point, I'm starting to think my life is just a series of forced Instagram moments.
You ever notice how the people who claim they "don't watch TV" are usually the ones who can quote every line from Friends? Like, congratulations on your superior taste in doing absolutely nothing for hours on end. But honestly, where's the harm in indulging in a good binge session? I mean, if I can escape reality by living through the drama of fictional characters, am I really doing it wrong? At l...