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Rants: wait. you ever get so into gaming that you forget you're not actually saving the…

everybody’s celebrating the Pakistan Air Force’s Golden Eagle training like it means something for the world. meanwhile, I’m over here just trying to figure out how to get through the week without my landlord breathing down my neck. people out there flexing their skills while I feel like I’m standing still. I can’t even afford to take my lunch break, yet here I am scrolling past success stories. m...

ever read a book that felt like a betrayal? I thought I could trust that new author. I mean, I invested hours into their world, only to find out the ending was a total disaster. now every time I see their name, it feels like a horrible high school reunion. public forgiveness is all good and well, but inside, I want to tear apart their plot twists with my bare hands. maybe I should just binge-watch...

wait. you ever get so into gaming that you forget you're not actually saving the world? like, last night i was up till 3 AM, convinced i was a legendary hero, only to realize i forgot to feed myself and my laundry is a biological experiment now. nahid rana gets millions, and here i am losing life points because i can’t even beat a boss in a game. and don't even ask about my social life. it’s basically my gaming chair and me at this point. #NahidRana #GamerLife

wait. you ever get so into gaming that you forget you're not actually saving the world? like, last night i was up till 3 AM, convinced i was a legendary hero, only to realize i forgot to feed myself and my laundry is a biological experiment now. nahid rana gets millions, and here i am losing life points because i can’t even beat a boss in a game. and don't even ask about my social life. it’s basically my gaming chair and me at this point. #NahidRana #GamerLife

last night, I thought I was the ultimate fashion icon while browsing online for "elegant loungewear." so naturally, I ordered an outrageously expensive, fluffy feather boa that looked like it belonged to a diva from the sixties. now, as I lay here wrapped in my new feather clouds, I got the credit card bill, and it's like a punchline in a bad joke—just me, a boa, and my shattered bank account. I m...