wait, imagine sitting alone at a wedding, feeling like a prop in someone else's romantic movie. everyone else twirls around in bliss, and here I am, rehearsing my lines for the next one-woman show about being uninvited to love. i check my watch every five minutes like a loser—hoping for a miracle that someone, anyone will walk in and declare their undying affection for me. maybe a well-timed thund...
yooo, just saw the whole jutta leerdam hype, and here I am sitting on the couch, my family grilling me about my ‘future’ like they’re judges on a reality show. I sent a risky text to say I'm not applying for med school, but instead of understanding my struggle, they just keep comparing me to my cousin who is apparently a 'medical prodigy.' do they realize I just want to figure out how to be me wit...
...and then I told myself that if I just manifest my dream work-life balance—like, picture it, right? Me, sipping a tiny umbrella drink while sitting on my desk, wearing a sun hat made of recycled coffee cups—everything would somehow work itself out. But here I am, standing in the break room, trying to make small talk with the vending machine while simultaneously pretending my spreadsheet is not slowly morphing into a horror story. And when the new manager asked how I’m managing the extra workload, I awkwardly responded with, “Well, I am considering learning telekinesis. That could help!” I think they thought I was serious... and I didn’t even stop to think that might make me the weirdo in the office instead of the next big thing.
...and then I told myself that if I just manifest my dream work-life balance—like, picture it, right? Me, sipping a tiny umbrella drink while sitting on my desk, wearing a sun hat made of recycled coffee cups—everything would somehow work itself out. But here I am, standing in the break room, trying to make small talk with the vending machine while simultaneously pretending my spreadsheet is not slowly morphing into a horror story. And when the new manager asked how I’m managing the extra workload, I awkwardly responded with, “Well, I am considering learning telekinesis. That could help!” I think they thought I was serious... and I didn’t even stop to think that might make me the weirdo in the office instead of the next big thing.
i can’t believe i sent that screenshot to my cousin instead of my sister. now he knows i was gossiping about his Ijazah issues with everyone in the family—i mean, he isn’t even surprised, right? but damn, part of me kinda thought i was clever for a second, and now i just feel exposed—like, what even is family if you can’t vent about them? guess the next family gathering is going to be “awkward,” o...