I have a confession: I’ve been pretending to like classical music just to impress my friends who think they're so cultured. Honestly, I can’t tell the difference between a Beethoven symphony and my microwave beeping. But here I am, nodding and saying “Ah yes, such depth!” while my brain is screaming for some good old pop bangers. I just want to jam out to the latest Spotify hits in peace without f...
Isn’t it wild how we spend our childhood dreaming about the future, but by our 30s we're just trying to remember where we left our keys? I swear my life is just a series of "what day is it?" and "did I eat lunch today?" moments. Like, can someone explain how being an adult involves more paperwork than my entire school life combined? I’m starting to think that growing up was just a giant prank set ...
I started a book club thinking it would be all cozy vibes and deep literary discussions. Fast forward to three weeks later, and we’re just arguing over who’s more annoying: the author or their characters. I mean, if I wanted to hear people scream about fictional drama, I’d just rewatch my high school’s production of Romeo and Juliet. At this point, I’m pretty sure half of us only showed up to drink wine and complain about our lives while pretending we read the actual books. Can't we just have a Netflix binge instead?
I started a book club thinking it would be all cozy vibes and deep literary discussions. Fast forward to three weeks later, and we’re just arguing over who’s more annoying: the author or their characters. I mean, if I wanted to hear people scream about fictional drama, I’d just rewatch my high school’s production of Romeo and Juliet. At this point, I’m pretty sure half of us only showed up to drink wine and complain about our lives while pretending we read the actual books. Can't we just have a Netflix binge instead?
I’m convinced that most "life advice" is just a fancy way of saying, "I figured this out way too late and want you to suffer with me." Like, how is it possible that we’re told to save for retirement when I can barely save enough for a weekend brunch? Also, why is no one talking about how scary it is to be an adult? I mean, one minute you’re making TikToks with your friends, and the next minute you...