Madonna - American Life (2003)

I applied for an internship recently, and I just had a phone “interview”, which ended up being more of me stuttering around words, and forgetting everything that I planned to say, than an interview.




But for some miraculous reason, they still want me to come in on Wednesday ??

/inshallah 5eir.

Salmon

I lie to parents and tell them that I hate salmon when I secretly love it.

Anytime we have salmon for dinner, I’ll go through this whole act of me being annoyed because I “hate salmon so much”, and me claiming that I’ll just skip the salmon and eat whatever else is prepared (which I actually follow through with sometimes). Other times I’ll get a “small” piece and eat it with a look of “I-don’t-want-to-eat-this-but-it’s-the-only-thing-cooked-so-I-will” plastered on my face, but on the inside I’m dancing and savoring every bite.

Why do I do this.

I want this haircut

unhappy with life, myself, and how the future is looking from here.