just stared out the window at the thick, choking fog blanketing my neighborhood, wondering if my aspirations would ever see the light of day again. poured my heart and soul into that one project, only to have it dissolve into this abysmal air quality like my last ounce of hope. is the universe just playing a cosmic joke on me? and do I even have an inhaler for the smoke of my crushed dreams? #AqiD...
it's not that i hate my sibling for being the favorite. it’s just that my mom literally asked them for a performance review for their new job and not me, and honestly, i am living on instant noodles. i thought she was joking until she said, “maybe this will lead to you getting an Oscar someday!” and i just stared blankly like A.R. Rahman realizing his two Oscars are overshadowed by everyone else's...
not gonna lie, i used to think thirty was OLD until i saw my coworkers stress-eating donuts on the way to an all-day meeting—i legit thought they were preparing for a funeral instead of the project deadline. now i’m over here staring at my reflection wondering how a few gray hairs could sneak in overnight, while my friend texts me about some ASTROLOGY report that says my LIFE is gonna change on the 19th—spoiler alert, the only change i’m getting is more crow's feet. seriously, if the stars have plans for me, they better include a solid skincare routine. #19January #adultingcrisis
not gonna lie, i used to think thirty was OLD until i saw my coworkers stress-eating donuts on the way to an all-day meeting—i legit thought they were preparing for a funeral instead of the project deadline. now i’m over here staring at my reflection wondering how a few gray hairs could sneak in overnight, while my friend texts me about some ASTROLOGY report that says my LIFE is gonna change on the 19th—spoiler alert, the only change i’m getting is more crow's feet. seriously, if the stars have plans for me, they better include a solid skincare routine. #19January #adultingcrisis
it's not that I'm delusional or anything, it's just that I've literally been practicing my reaction to the day my favorite cereal gets discontinued. I’ve already perfected the whole "nooooo" gasp while clutching my chest like a dramatic soap opera star. like, what if my breakfast staples vanish? I’m basically ready for an Emmy, and it hasn’t even happened yet.