day 47 of declining plans, and i’ve mastered the art of telling people i’m “busy” while my fridge stares back at me, barren as my social life. yesterday, i spent a solid hour researching de'Anthony Melton’s highlight reels, thinking about how he scores big while i can barely score a free sample at the grocery store. my phone buzzed with an invite to go out— my heart sank but my bank account whispe...
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that it is okay to take a breath and pause. this moment will not last forever, and you have the strength to rise again. #HopeExists #KeepGoing
so, remember when i said i would never become a person who obsesses over sports? well, here i am, furiously refreshing stats on the spurs vs timberwolves game as if my entire existence hinges on victor wembanyama’s jump shot. my boss called me into her office, but my mind was just racing through hypothetical conversations with the random guy from my bar trivia night, where he probably just wants to know if i’m available for game nights and i'm trying to act cool, but i'm just picturing us arguing about defensive plays. maybe if i score some points in his eyes, he’ll overlook my nerdy betrayal of becoming this bizarre hybrid of sports fan and hopeless romantic. #SpursVsTimberwolves #CopeModeActivated
so, remember when i said i would never become a person who obsesses over sports? well, here i am, furiously refreshing stats on the spurs vs timberwolves game as if my entire existence hinges on victor wembanyama’s jump shot. my boss called me into her office, but my mind was just racing through hypothetical conversations with the random guy from my bar trivia night, where he probably just wants to know if i’m available for game nights and i'm trying to act cool, but i'm just picturing us arguing about defensive plays. maybe if i score some points in his eyes, he’ll overlook my nerdy betrayal of becoming this bizarre hybrid of sports fan and hopeless romantic. #SpursVsTimberwolves #CopeModeActivated
it's 3am and i’m suddenly haunted by the memory of telling my entire class that my dream date is ‘someone who plays for the Lakers’, and one guy had to remind me he got traded like two days after that. at least i wasn’t booed by my own fans, but now i'm over here feeling like the gabriel vincent of crushes—traded and all. i really thought i had a chance. i don't even watch basketball. #GabeVincent...