You ever notice how everyone talks about “follow your passion” like it’s supposed to magically pay the bills? Meanwhile, my passion is binge-watching terrible reality TV and eating snacks in bed. Newsflash: that doesn’t exactly scream “career path.” Honestly, can we just admit that sometimes the best advice is to find something you don’t hate and then pray the universe throws in a decent paycheck?...
Is it just me, or is the whole "fashionable comfort" trend basically a conspiracy to make us look like we've just rolled out of bed? I mean, when did wearing pajamas in public become chic? I wore what I thought were stylish athleisure pants the other day, only to realize they were just glorified sweats. Got called "trendy" at the coffee shop when I literally felt like a walking burrito. Seriously,...
Why does every single person on this planet suddenly become an expert on your life the moment you hit your twenties? Like, chill out Karen, I’m just trying to figure out how to boil water without setting off the smoke alarm. And don’t even get me started on the relatives asking about marriage plans at every family function like I’m auditioning for a reality show. Can we just agree that adulthood is one big “winging it” contest? How do you guys deal with the pressure?
Why does every single person on this planet suddenly become an expert on your life the moment you hit your twenties? Like, chill out Karen, I’m just trying to figure out how to boil water without setting off the smoke alarm. And don’t even get me started on the relatives asking about marriage plans at every family function like I’m auditioning for a reality show. Can we just agree that adulthood is one big “winging it” contest? How do you guys deal with the pressure?
I’ve spent the last year pretending to love running because everyone keeps telling me it’s the "best workout" and I should "join a community." Spoiler alert: I’d rather binge-watch a series for 8 hours straight than jog for 30 minutes. I found out last week that my friend has been running marathons while I’ve been speed-walking to the fridge. Honestly, I’m just here for the snacks and the Netflix....