My Life is Basically a Meme Now

 Let’s be real — at this point, my life feels less like a movie and more like a meme compilation.

Woke up late?

Me to my alarm: “You had ONE job.”

Forgot what I was saying mid-sentence?

Brain: “Buffering... please wait...”

Trying to eat healthy?

Me: Eats salad

Also me: Orders biryani right after because life is hard.

Honestly, my personality these days is 50% sarcasm, 30% overthinking, and 20% "whatever happens, happens."

Every time I say, “I’ll sleep early tonight,”

Boom — it’s 2:47 AM and I’m watching conspiracy theories about pigeons being government spies.

Trying to stay calm during a breakdown like:

"This is fine." (While the house is clearly on fire.)

But the best part?

Even in this chaotic mess, I’m vibing.

Because if you can't laugh at your own disaster, are you even surviving properly?

So yes — my life is basically a meme.

And honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way.