This week, I posted a photo on Facebook and Twitter of me eating Ruffles while simultaneously holding a cupcake, which I intended on eating, all while watching Netflix. I’m quite the multi-tasker, not to brag or anything. It’s the perfect representation of how my life is going – food, food, and Netflix.
All of my high school friends are getting engaged and having babies, which is cool, congrats to all of them, but sometimes I forget to turn the burner off on the stove (mom, please do not call me panicking). The idea of having to commit to anything more than a typical relationship or a subscription to Ipsy makes me want to curl up in a ball and cry.
I can’t even commit to a normal sleep schedule.
I’m not degrading young engagements or anything, but it’s just not for me, maybe because I haven’t met the right person. Maybe I swiped left on my future fiancé-to-be and I don’t have Tinder Plus, so I can’t go back now. There are a lot of possibilities out there for my lack of bling on my left ring finger.
I know I’m still in college and there’s no rush to be getting married, but my palms get super clammy just thinking about having to attend any weddings that require me to have a plus one. Hopefully it’s acceptable to bring my dog.
I’ll probably have to train her not to bark during the objection part because that could get super awkward.
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