literally just found out I have to mentor someone on “strategic thinking.” honestly, I can't even strategically think my way out of a grocery store aisle without a mental breakdown over which cereal to choose. what if they ask me something serious? I might start describing how I strategically debated which sock to wear yesterday, and that decision took an hour. hashtag impostor syndrome, hashtag s...
if you think scrolling through random conspiracy theories at 2am is weird, just wait until you start mentally preparing for a deeply philosophical debate with someone you never even met. I have laid out three different versions of this imaginary conversation. One of them involves a metaphor about the color of a sock. Now I'm over here wondering what their childhood pet was named while regretting t...
so there I was, supposedly mentoring someone in the fine art of how to fold napkins for a dinner party. not gonna lie, I haven’t even successfully folded a fitted sheet. halfway through my demonstration, I accidentally fashioned a paper crane instead. my mentee looked at me like I just performed brain surgery. then I panicked and said sorry to the napkin, like it was its fault. I left them with the crane, saying it represents their journey. I think they may need to call an actual adult for guidance.
so there I was, supposedly mentoring someone in the fine art of how to fold napkins for a dinner party. not gonna lie, I haven’t even successfully folded a fitted sheet. halfway through my demonstration, I accidentally fashioned a paper crane instead. my mentee looked at me like I just performed brain surgery. then I panicked and said sorry to the napkin, like it was its fault. I left them with the crane, saying it represents their journey. I think they may need to call an actual adult for guidance.
yooo, just accidentally liked a photo from 47 weeks ago while trying to figure out who to cheer for in Celtic vs Rangers. like, suddenly I’m on this awkward digital timeline walking my way into relationships I’m NOT even in. now I’m spiraling into “how do I explain this to someone who doesn’t know I exist?” while realizing my life feels as chaotic as the matches. what’s a girl gotta do for a littl...