I swear, public transport is the ultimate test of patience. The other day, I got squished between a smelly guy eating a double-decker vada pav and a woman loudly arguing with her mom on the phone about why she’ll never marry a guy who “drinks chai without sugar.” Like, can we just agree that the real villain here is the guy who thinks a sardine can is a proper mode of transportation? And don’t eve...
Why is it that every time I finally decide to cook something healthy at home, I end up spending half my budget on fancy ingredients I can’t even pronounce? Like, who knew quinoa would require more research than my college major? And then, of course, I burn it because I was too busy Googling "best way to cook kale." I swear, my kitchen is basically a wellness retreat for all my grocery money. At th...
I finally decided to read that book everyone kept raving about, "The Midnight Library" or whatever. I thought it was going to be this mind-blowing journey, but honestly, it felt more like an awkward Tinder date where both of us just wanted to leave. Like, can we just stop pretending to be deep and get to the part where I can find a library that offers snacks? Because if I’m supposed to live my "best life" through multiple choices, the only choice I want is whether to order pizza or tacos while I binge-watch Netflix instead. Can we just agree that sometimes books are overrated?
I finally decided to read that book everyone kept raving about, "The Midnight Library" or whatever. I thought it was going to be this mind-blowing journey, but honestly, it felt more like an awkward Tinder date where both of us just wanted to leave. Like, can we just stop pretending to be deep and get to the part where I can find a library that offers snacks? Because if I’m supposed to live my "best life" through multiple choices, the only choice I want is whether to order pizza or tacos while I binge-watch Netflix instead. Can we just agree that sometimes books are overrated?
I’m convinced that “adulting” is just a big joke played by our parents. Like, when exactly did I sign up for figuring out what taxes are? My idea of financial planning was deciding if I could afford avocado toast this week. Honestly, just tell me how to avoid becoming my parents while also not becoming a complete disaster. Is there a manual for this? Because I'm pretty sure I have a PhD in procras...