Look, I don’t use emojis because I’m cool.
I use emojis because words aren’t enough to express the ✨ emotional chaos ✨ that is my daily life.
Here’s my Mount Rushmore of emojis (if Mount Rushmore was more relatable and included coffee):
- 😂 Laughing Face with Tears – My coping mechanism since approximately 2005.
- 🤦♂️ Facepalm – When life gives you lemons… but they’re actually limes… and you’re allergic.
- 🥐 Croissant – For when I’m fancy, flaky, OR just hungry. (Honestly? Usually all three.)
- 😱 Scream Face – When I accidentally gluten myself or realise I forgot to take the bin out. Again.
- ☕ Coffee Cup – Because without caffeine, I’m just a slightly confused potato.
- 🤷♂️ Shrug – Current mood: permanently.
- 💩 Poop Emoji – My professional review of adulthood: would not recommend.
- 🐦 Bird – Because I have a bird feeder, no birds, but lots of delusional optimism.
- 💥 Explosion Emoji – For moments like realising the “gluten-free” item wasn’t actually gluten-free. (Send thoughts and prayers.)
Other honourable mentions:
- 🥲 Smiling Through the Pain Face – When pretending I’m fine while actually screaming internally.
- 🧀 Cheese – Just… because cheese. No further questions.
- 🔥 Fire – Used both when something’s cool and when my brain is on fire from trying to adult.
Honestly, if you took away my emojis, I would have no viable communication strategy left except interpretive dance… and nobody needs to see that.
Emojis aren’t just tiny pictures.
They are my emotional support hieroglyphics.
Thank you for coming to my TED Talk. 🎤



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