Snooze, Stress, Survive
The day starts with my alarm going off at 7:30 AM. I debate skipping class, then realize I CAN’T (major attendance issues, bro). Like the responsible 19-year-old I am, I snooze the alarm a few more times until I’m left with 30 minutes to get ready for college. Breakfast? A luxury I don’t have time for most days. My mom, if she reads this, is probably already drafting a long text message about my life choices. By the time I get into class, I’m running on three brain cells and last night’s Instagram reels. Meanwhile, the professor starts talking about something I should probably care about, but I am half asleep. Midway through class, I discreetly check my phone, hoping not to get thrown out, only to see a message from Zomato: “Single ho toh kya hua, burger toh double patty kha sakte ho” with a red heart. Ab Zomato ko ye zaroor pata hain ki main single hoon, but ye nahi pata ki I don’t like burgers as much. The truth is, my social life is extremely vibrant!!! My last real...