I’ve spent years obsessing over video games, and honestly, they’ve become a safer emotional outlet than therapy. I mean, how satisfying is it to level up after grinding for hours? Meanwhile, I’m over here trying to level up my actual life but can’t even commit to grocery shopping without double-checking if I’ve got enough “hearts” in my health bar. So, shoutout to all the game developers who got m...
I just realized that my entire life has been a series of poorly planned PowerPoint presentations—lots of flashy slides but zero substance. So here’s my advice: if you’re gonna chase your dreams, don’t just decorate the slides; make sure the content actually matters. And for the love of all things holy, can we agree that 'winging it' should only apply to karaoke nights and not to life choices? Just...
So I decided to try being “culturally enriched” and picked up a classic novel, only to realize I'm closer to a modern-day Neanderthal than I thought. Like, why does it take 10 pages just to describe a tree? Meanwhile, I’m sitting here wondering if the character will ever have a conversation that doesn't involve their existential dread about the tree. Honestly, at this point, I might as well stick to webtoons. Who needs Shakespeare when there’s drama over animated food delivery? Fight me on this.
So I decided to try being “culturally enriched” and picked up a classic novel, only to realize I'm closer to a modern-day Neanderthal than I thought. Like, why does it take 10 pages just to describe a tree? Meanwhile, I’m sitting here wondering if the character will ever have a conversation that doesn't involve their existential dread about the tree. Honestly, at this point, I might as well stick to webtoons. Who needs Shakespeare when there’s drama over animated food delivery? Fight me on this.
Why do we, as a society, collectively decide to make every social gathering a competition? Like, do we really need to turn board game nights into a scene from the Hunger Games? I swear I've seen friendships crumble over a game of Monopoly. Can we just agree that adulting means laughing at our bad dice rolls instead of plotting revenge? I honestly just want to drink wine and pretend I’m winning at ...