ever find yourself wide awake at two AM, rehearsing the life-changing conversation you’ll never have with the stranger at the bus stop who complimented your shoes? like, i don’t even like those shoes, but here i am, plotting what i’d wear to their funeral, complete with the perfect hat that says “yes, i was *that* obsessed.”
the way that i just realized my parents had their whole lives sorted out by my age, meanwhile i can’t even remember if i turned off the oven last night—i went on a spiral thinking about what a “well-planned meal” actually looks like and whether it's a five-minute scramble for leftover pasta or actually being capable of preheating my oven. it’s like watching the "जायंट्स बनाम वारियर्स" game while m...
yooo, so I defended my friend like they were some sort of royal courtier, only to find out they were spreading gossip about me like it was hot tea. funny thing is, the moment I was ranting about them to someone else, I caught myself in the middle of my own metaphorical castle collapsing. like, did I just pick the wrong team? it's wild, because now I'm basically rooting for jacob bethell instead. he seems trustworthy. but honestly, the real plot twist is, I just messaged that friend pretending nothing happened. I might have to just play it cool until our next drama unfolds. #JacobBethell #FriendshipFails
yooo, so I defended my friend like they were some sort of royal courtier, only to find out they were spreading gossip about me like it was hot tea. funny thing is, the moment I was ranting about them to someone else, I caught myself in the middle of my own metaphorical castle collapsing. like, did I just pick the wrong team? it's wild, because now I'm basically rooting for jacob bethell instead. he seems trustworthy. but honestly, the real plot twist is, I just messaged that friend pretending nothing happened. I might have to just play it cool until our next drama unfolds. #JacobBethell #FriendshipFails
last night i learned i'm supposed to mentor someone at work. my first thought was how do i explain dan lawrence's whole life while pretending my own is somewhat together. cue me googling "mentoring basics" in a panic. also, why is it that the idea of helping someone makes me feel like i'm holding a cat with a tiny bow tie? cute yet utterly chaotic. what if they ask about my job history and i blank...