So I decided to take up cooking during lockdown because apparently, my takeout addiction was a “problem.” Fast forward to me trying to make an omelette, and I somehow ended up creating a scrambled egg disaster that looked like it came straight out of a horror movie. My smoke alarm was so triggered I swear it was giving me a standing ovation. I thought Gordon Ramsay was going to slide into my DMs w...
So I finally decided to try my hand at cooking, right? I thought I'd impress my friends with a homemade dinner. Long story short, I ended up almost burning down my kitchen and creating a dish that looked like it belonged on a failed cooking show. I mean, how do you mess up instant noodles? I swear, my smoke alarm has developed a personal vendetta against me. Now, I just stick to takeout and preten...
I think we need to have a serious chat about how we treat our hobbies like they’re the most boring part of adulthood. I mean, who decided adulting means you can’t spend an entire Saturday binge-watching cartoons or playing video games until your thumbs go numb? It’s like, sure, let’s all pretend we love 9-5s and mortgages, but I’m pretty sure my happiest moments involve a comfy couch and a bag of chips. What’s so wrong with a little escapism? Come at me with your “responsible” life choices while I crush my high score.
I think we need to have a serious chat about how we treat our hobbies like they’re the most boring part of adulthood. I mean, who decided adulting means you can’t spend an entire Saturday binge-watching cartoons or playing video games until your thumbs go numb? It’s like, sure, let’s all pretend we love 9-5s and mortgages, but I’m pretty sure my happiest moments involve a comfy couch and a bag of chips. What’s so wrong with a little escapism? Come at me with your “responsible” life choices while I crush my high score.
I used to think that adulthood meant having your life together, but here I am, still googling how to fold a fitted sheet like it's a secret government operation. Honestly, the real adulthood test should be figuring out which bills to pay this month without breaking down into tears. And can we talk about how the "dream job" was sold to me like it was going to be a cakewalk? Meanwhile, I’m just here...