literally just scrolling through social media, watching everyone post their Eid shopping hauls and big plans for new notes. and here I am, yaar, still figuring out how to replace my worn-out shoes—forget new banknotes. matlab, who cares about polymer currency when my wallet is a glorified empty pocket? all I can think is how they’re living their best lives while I am just... surviving. it hits dif...
bruh, just saw that they're changing the banknotes again for Eid. meanwhile, I can barely change my underwear. thought I was supposed to have my life together by now. scrolling through Instagram, watching everyone else's perfect family setups for Eid while I'm just here with a takeaway menu and some half-melted chocolate. life feels like a sad comedy show sometimes, like I’m just the punchline. an...
ever accidentally exposed your secret talent during a boring meeting? yeah, that was me last week, trying to subtly demonstrate my totally normal ability to wiggle my ears. so there I am, cranking up my performance like I’m about to join the circus, and my boss just blinks at me like I’m losing it. not my proudest moment. #whoops #earwiggler
ever accidentally exposed your secret talent during a boring meeting? yeah, that was me last week, trying to subtly demonstrate my totally normal ability to wiggle my ears. so there I am, cranking up my performance like I’m about to join the circus, and my boss just blinks at me like I’m losing it. not my proudest moment. #whoops #earwiggler
not gonna lie, i practiced my reaction to winning an art contest that doesn't even exist. i scroll through all these beautiful paintings online and think, "if only they knew my wall is a gallery of thrift store finds and framed pizza boxes." i imagine walking in, head held high, like i'm about to drop a truth bomb at an art school critique, but in reality, my biggest canvas is an empty ramen noodl...