it's not that i care too much about strangers. it's just that when i heard the hang seng index was soaring, i panicked, thinking maybe if it crashed, it would distract people from my crumbling existence. i mean, my plants are dying, my sock drawer is a tragedy, and somehow, here i am caring about stocks. but let me tell you, nothing hits harder than realizing i am actually the one sabotaging my ow...
it's not that i want to wallow in despair, it’s just that every time i hear about the new playstation plus games, i imagine my console being the ultimate comfort as i curl up on the couch alone, living out scenarios where i'm the hero in my own epic battles, while deep down i'm actually still stuck in the same job with a never-ending email chain. life is less ace combat and more ace uncomfortable....
it's not that i meant to share the screenshot of the weird art piece with the giant potato wearing a monocle. it's just that, after getting a glimpse of it in the art exhibit, it was clearly too important to ignore. so here i am, sweating, watching my art-loving colleague receive it, while trying to explain it’s a joke. somehow, now i'm the potato in this situation, stuck in this awkward gallery of my own making.
it's not that i meant to share the screenshot of the weird art piece with the giant potato wearing a monocle. it's just that, after getting a glimpse of it in the art exhibit, it was clearly too important to ignore. so here i am, sweating, watching my art-loving colleague receive it, while trying to explain it’s a joke. somehow, now i'm the potato in this situation, stuck in this awkward gallery of my own making.
the way that i literally spent hours manifesting my long-lost friendship with the lady from the sandwich shop just to find out she had no clue who i was is wild. i even wore the same shirt i wore the day we met, like it was going to jog her memory. she looked at me like i was trying to sell her a timeshare. guess it turns out some friendships are meant to stay as toasted as my bread. #missedconnec...