Watching The Players Club for the first time.

Wish me luck!

Sometimes I wonder if God ever looks at me and laughs.

Random Thought: Dark chocolate always does the trick to alleviate cramps during my cycle!🍫

I’ve been sitting in front of this laptop with not an ounce of motivation to finish out this academic quarter.

But let me crack open this spicy water and see what productivity I can muster up!

Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew.

Sitting in a room with men who always have so much to say about the looks of women is GROSS!

Especially when you aren’t known for pursuing or being accepted by the women you claim to view as ideal or “worthy” of your choosing.

What are you even talking about?

Look INWARD homie💕

So much of my existence in a family full of people who are fatphobic is reconciling with the fact that they are always talking about me…even when I’m not the subject of conversation.

It’s exhausting.

BUT it does reemphasize the value of “chosen” family.

And that is enough to keep me encouraged!

The amount of people hacking up a lung on this flight is alarming.
Masking is like second nature to me at this point, but we are NOT okay!

Imma need some of you to think about thriving out of spite. I had big plans for 2025 and I’m definitely not gonna pre-derail them for likes of Elin and Tromp. I’m getting more involved. Loving harder. Writing hornier. Having more fun. I’m gonna be so kind to my neighbors, bitch.

no job is worth ur mental health

If someone would have told me that my experience in Private Equity would lead to anything positive I’d have laughed in their face!

I really left that industry emotionally scarred.

But now here I am with the opportunity to help a classmate with an actual passion for PE.

God is too wild for this!

Can’t lie, I will always be too busy for some people.

My calendar is full.
All time slots are booked.
No exceptions.

And it’s all because they only come around to take. But there’s nothing here for them anymore.

I can quite literally hear my bed calling my name.

My family really got rid of the cookbooks from my childhood.

Like I’m actually beside myself with sadness right now!

*franticly searches for them on eBay*

This MBA program is actively altering how I see and present myself to others.

Who knew a 3-day course would force me to acknowledge how much I limit my potential on a daily basis.

Hearing that I am GOOD at something while also being challenged to push for MORE and diversify my skillet is…..

I use this “text to speech” program to read my case studies, but find it hard to digest documents if they aren’t being read to me by a voice that sounds like a Black woman.

It sounds so strange but the other voices just don’t translate for me!