Why is it that every time I try to cook something healthy, it turns into a smoke alarm celebration? Like, seriously, I just wanted a nice quinoa salad, not a fire drill worthy of a reality show. And can we talk about recipe videos? They make it look so easy, but I end up with a kitchen that looks like a tornado hit it and a meal that even my dog side-eyes. Anyone else feel like cooking is just a f...
I don't get why everyone acts like cleaning your room is some deep life lesson. Like, congratulations, you managed to pick up a few socks! Meanwhile, I'm over here still trying to find the end of my phone charger cord, which has somehow turned into a spaghetti monster under my bed. If tidying up is a sign of success, then I definitely peaked back in 2015 when I could actually see my floor. Serious...
Is it just me, or does the idea of "finding your passion" feel like a cruel joke? I mean, I can barely decide what to have for breakfast, and now I’m supposed to have this grand purpose figured out? Some days I’m convinced my passion is napping, and if that's not on a resume, I don’t know what is. But hey, at least I can still dream, right?
Is it just me, or does the idea of "finding your passion" feel like a cruel joke? I mean, I can barely decide what to have for breakfast, and now I’m supposed to have this grand purpose figured out? Some days I’m convinced my passion is napping, and if that's not on a resume, I don’t know what is. But hey, at least I can still dream, right?
Is it just me or does everyone else feel like they’re just winging adulthood? I mean, one minute you’re in school with absolutely no idea how taxes work, and the next, you’re pretending to know what you're doing in group chats about 401ks and saving for a house. Can we take a moment to appreciate that nobody actually teaches you how to adult? Why is there no "How to Adult 101" class? Who decided t...