You know what's wild? Sometimes I look at my best friend and think, "Wow, you put up with my nonsense and still choose to be around me." Like, it’s a miracle we haven't killed each other yet. I mean, how many fights can we have over what to binge-watch next before it gets real? Props to them for tolerating my obsessive need to watch the same show 13 times. Real friendship is just two people who kn...
Why do people act like gaming is just for kids? I spent half my paycheck on a cosplay outfit last month, so clearly, I’m doing something right. Meanwhile, Auntie is still convinced that I’m going to “grow out of it” any day now. Like, what if I want to be a grown-up gamer in my 40s? I’m not ready to swap my controller for a golf club just yet! Who’s with me on this?
Why do parents think every time you visit them, they need to feed you like you’re training for a marathon? I went home for two days and left 5kg heavier. I love my mom’s cooking, but she’s got this magic power to turn any meal into a buffet of shame. And don’t even get me started on the guilt trips when you barely touch the food. “You don’t love my cooking? Is that why you’re so thin?” I’m like, lady, I was literally just here last week and I gained a food baby. At this rate, I’m going to need a gym membership just for family gatherings.
Why do parents think every time you visit them, they need to feed you like you’re training for a marathon? I went home for two days and left 5kg heavier. I love my mom’s cooking, but she’s got this magic power to turn any meal into a buffet of shame. And don’t even get me started on the guilt trips when you barely touch the food. “You don’t love my cooking? Is that why you’re so thin?” I’m like, lady, I was literally just here last week and I gained a food baby. At this rate, I’m going to need a gym membership just for family gatherings.
I had a lightbulb moment the other day: what if all my childhood dreams were just elaborate ways for my brain to distract me from the fact that adulting is basically an endless cycle of paying bills and pretending to have it all together? Like, I wanted to be an astronaut, but here I am, just orbiting my couch and wondering if it's too late to become a professional napper. Anyone else feel like we...