Chapter 20: Messy Brain Secrets

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​Honestly, what a day. I’m currently sitting here and my brain feels like a browser with 100 tabs open and they’re all frozen. I didn't even wake up until noon—I think my mind just decided that reality was too much to handle today. 

But of course, the second I opened my eyes, the "Productivity Guilt" kicked in. I’ve been staring at this lecture for hours, but my brain is like, "Let’s watch a movie!" and then immediately follows it with, "Wait, no, you have 500 things to do!" So I ended up doing absolutely nothing. Classic.

​And don’t even get me started on the pickup delivery guy. I literally skipped the gym and stayed home like a dedicated fan waiting for a celebrity, and he just... ghosted me? 

No call, no knock, nothing. These guys have more "swag" than Bollywood actors. I’m convinced my house is in a parallel universe that Google Maps hasn't discovered yet. So now I’ve missed my workout AND my package is still out there living its best life without me. 📦🙄

​The only thing that actually made me smile was the cup I got for Mummy. It’s so pretty—white with those tiny blue flowers, very minimalist and aesthetic.

But because this is an Indian household, nothing can be simple. Mummy loved it, but then she gave me a whole "secret mission." She’s like, "Tell everyone you bought it for yourself." So now I’m basically an undercover agent for a teacup. 

If anyone asks, I have to act all sophisticated and be like, "Oh, this? I just loved the floral vibe." Honestly, Mummy should’ve been in CID with the way she plans these things. ☕️😂

​I did buy a saree yesterday, though! I tried it on and it's such a great piece—maroon with simple prints on the border. The absolute best part? It has a big pocket for my phone! It’s a total game-changer, but I’m looking for the perfect occasion to wear it. 

For tomorrow, instead of stressing over an unstitched blouse, I’m going to find something else that’s ready to go. I’ve made a deal with myself: I will wear whatever looks good at first glance.

​I’m still 100% committed to the lotus-shaped clip-on nose ring, though. It’s the key to my "sophisticated" vibe. But because my life is currently a comedy of errors, I woke up with a pimple right on the left side of my nose. 

Seriously? It’s like my face is trying to sabotage my aesthetic. I’m going to try to ignore this "uninvited guest," but I really need to find a way to get rid of it!

​Tomorrow is going to be a total marathon—shopping, a movie, and a party. I just want one day where my brain doesn’t feel like a pressure cooker about to whistle. Anyway, I need to stop thinking about why I’m overthinking and just go to sleep.

​See ya!

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