If you’ve ever played adopt me during the peak covid era, you’d know how much of a manipulative bloodbath it was. On one hand you have the sincere kids grinding their way to the top, buying eggs that gave you a legendary pet once in a blue moon and the other? Roblox rich kids flaunting their mega fly rides in trading servers. And lets not forget the sneaky ones that end up scamming a 6-year old of their first unicorn (i’ve fallen victim to this, unfortunately, hahah) Honestly, I'm so glad 8-year old me was never given a million dollars cause we all know where that money would be going (have to admit that I low key fantasized about this happening and becoming a robux billionaire). But those covid afternoons spent immersing myself in the digital pet mania after online classes eventually faded, like all obsessions do once it played its part, even if you thought it would be your whole life. 2 years ago I picked up the game I abandoned for four years with a different purpose. The girl ...
Heyy! I’m Dhiya Raja, a rising junior in high school. I started this blog to share my thoughts, talk about stuff that teenagers would totally relate to, and dive into all the existential moments and crises I’m bound to face over the next couple of years in high school. I hope this becomes a space where I can just express myself, and maybe you’ll find something that hits home for you too :)