bruh, i just sent an email to my professor about a project and literally spent three days overthinking it like i’m waiting for a life-changing response. then i got back “lol” as if i just sent them a cat meme instead of a whole thesis. i mean, why do i care more about this project than they do? now i’m contemplating whether to go for the double follow-up or just silently retreat into a corner. who...
just realized i have more receipts than memories, and i’m pretty sure my couch is judging me for buying instant noodles again. do you ever look at your living room and think, “sorry for dragging you into this financial dumpster fire”? every time i open my fridge, i have to apologize to the empty shelves. isn’t it wild how the world expects you to look successful while secretly drowning in a sea of...
wait. they said they weren’t ready for a relationship, right? but then got ENGAGED six months later. it’s like watching someone else’s audition on a reality show and realizing you are the loser who forgot the lyrics. my entire life is just me doing karaoke to the wrong songs, while they get to strut around on the big stage, claiming the trophy. so, who’s the real star here? #AmericanIdol #RealityCheck
wait. they said they weren’t ready for a relationship, right? but then got ENGAGED six months later. it’s like watching someone else’s audition on a reality show and realizing you are the loser who forgot the lyrics. my entire life is just me doing karaoke to the wrong songs, while they get to strut around on the big stage, claiming the trophy. so, who’s the real star here? #AmericanIdol #RealityCheck
the way that every family gathering feels like an interrogation about my finances is exhausting. meanwhile, they have no idea that i’m drowning in my own loans, still trying to figure out how to pay my bills. “why can’t you just help out your cousins?” they ask, while i know i am the only one who actually chose the safe route. it’s like carrying a boulder on my back while everyone else pretends th...