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Rants: Why is it that every time I try to get into a new hobby, I end up with more stuf…

Is it just me, or is the smell of rain suddenly the best perfume ever? I could be sitting in traffic, fuming about life, but the moment those first drops hit, I’m like “Ah, yes, nature’s aromatherapy.” Meanwhile, my mom is still convinced that perfume is for special occasions, while I’m over here rocking “Eau de Wet Pavement” like it’s a luxury brand. Just waiting for the day they start bottling t...

So, I took a solo trip recently, thinking it would be all "Eat, Pray, Love" vibes, but instead it turned into "Lost, Confused, and Slightly Scared." Picture this: I miss my train by literally 2 seconds, sprint down the platform, and end up in a random cafe trying to explain my life goals to a barista who barely speaks English. Meanwhile, I’m sitting there with a cappuccino that costs more than my ...

Why is it that every time I try to get into a new hobby, I end up with more stuff than I can handle? I bought a guitar because “everyone says it’s therapeutic,” but now I just have a $200 decoration collecting dust and a guilt trip from my friends who keep asking for a private concert. Can we agree that hobbies are just expensive ways to feel bad about ourselves? Like, I didn’t sign up for a side hustle, I just wanted to strum a few chords and feel like a rock star, not a broke wannabe!

Why is it that every time I try to get into a new hobby, I end up with more stuff than I can handle? I bought a guitar because “everyone says it’s therapeutic,” but now I just have a $200 decoration collecting dust and a guilt trip from my friends who keep asking for a private concert. Can we agree that hobbies are just expensive ways to feel bad about ourselves? Like, I didn’t sign up for a side hustle, I just wanted to strum a few chords and feel like a rock star, not a broke wannabe!

So, I decided to try my hand at baking during lockdown because, you know, who doesn’t want a mini bakery in their kitchen, right? Fast forward three hours, and my “chocolate lava cake” looked more like a volcanic eruption. The only thing it successfully melted was my spirit. Not even the dog would touch it. But hey, at least I did learn a valuable life lesson: just because you can watch a YouTube ...