Last minute rush

Tuesday, December 31, 2024

A few weeks ago, I (thought) I'd disabled this page and the last entry was in the same vein. Of course, women in stem had a late realisation that not only is this page active but that very embarrassing last post is fucking public.

Since then I've had a few life-altering things go down, including, but not limited to—

Seeing Dua Lipa live. I might swing the other way if she's an option

Hating carpeted hotel rooms. I don't know but it's finally happened

Pav Bhaji. Don't understand the fuss (anymore)

Embracing obesity. It's not bad when you accept you'll never fit in your hot clothes again

Accepting passive behaviour in relationships, it is what it is sorta thing

Baking cake(s) once every week, to have some semblance of control over my life, that nothing else seems to give besides baking

Cutting friends loose. Long incoming, so long

Smoking up with vertigo is a terrible idea

Getting stuck in a corset in a trial room is a worse idea

Understanding that promotion has nothing to do with your desire, effort, hard work, and capability. Everything boils down to circumstances, how liked you vs the other person and the budget allocation

It's not personal until your boss feels it is personal

Mad Men has aged well but is still a heartbreaking show to re-watch. 10/10 recommended while moaning and whimpering about the Winter rains in the city

Texting someone you once dated isn't the worst idea, as long as you keep it to non-verbal meme exchange

Wondering if I can truly be just friends with someone I once loved or still do. It's a difficult prospect but life doesn't always (or ever) swing the way you want and losing some people is harder than losing others

Watching your parents grow old is an uncontrollable, deeply upsetting and isolating thing that no one should have to go through alone but some of us have to

Accepting that there will be days you'll be sick in hospital alone and nobody will come rescue you because you chose your cards that way

Astrologers are always a bad fucking idea. Spend money on green

Some people moved from Olivia Rodrigo to Sabrina Carpenter while I moved from Sabrina Carpenter to Taylor Swift to Charli XCX to Billie Eilish and it is okay to guess the colour of underwear

F1 stops being fun when your favourite driver is thrown out mid-season

You feel like a child of divorce when you watch your other favourite driver and favourite team part

To more shitty realisations, next year.

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