Feeling bummed out? Cheeky’s got you covered. We’re here to help you see the best in your situation and gain lots of wisdom along the way. Here are some situations with a silver lining.
Stubbing your Toe: From Stumbles to Celebrities
After an extremely difficult Thursday at school, you finally return to the sweet comforts of your room and carelessly push through your bedroom door. Suddenly, BANG! You stub your toe on your doorframe. As you stumble around in sheer agony, your phone flops out of your pocket and onto your bed. Somehow, you manage to perfectly sit on top of it as you fall onto the bed. You finally notice that you are sitting on your phone and quickly realize you accidentally butt-dialed a stranger. Little did you know, you just dialed the private phone number of Bad Bunny. Before you can end the call, the star himself picks up and asks how you got his number. Recognizing his voice, you desperately strike up a conversation and manage to keep him on the phone. Coincidentally, he says he’s actually hosting a massive party just down the street and decides to invite you. You accept the invitation without a second thought.
Rush Hour: From Traffic to Therapy
You’re late!! You sigh in frustration. You gaze at the miles and miles of traffic in front of you. Seattle rush hour clearly never changes. You start to bang on your dashboard, hoping for any kind of movement at all, but alas, you just tire yourself out. It feels as if days, even weeks have passed! Yet, you’re still stuck here. It’s as if you can see the sun move through the sky. Wait, actually… Why has everything gone dark?? You do a double take.
“The sun is gone!” In an effort to solve this mystery, a surge of unknown power courses through your veins. (It’s for the plot!) Punching through the car window, you fly into the skies, past the clouds and straight into outer space.
“WAAAAHHH!” You hear it in the distance. Is that the sun… crying?? Finally, you spot it — a massive, glowing sphere, trembling like a scared child. “Sun?” you call out hesitantly.
The sobbing pauses. Two bright, molten eyes peek out from the swirling inferno. “Oh! You heard me?” the sun sniffles, rubbing its fiery face. “I-I didn’t think anyone would notice I was gone.”
“What do you mean? You’re literally the sun, bro.”
“I know, I know. But do you have any idea how exhausting it is to burn nonstop for billions of years? No vacations, no breaks — just endless shining! I just wanted to rest for a bit … but now I feel bad.”
With the expertise of a thousand therapists, you guide the sun back into a better mindset. “Maybe instead of disappearing, you could… I don’t know, take little breaks? Like hide behind some clouds or dim yourself for a few minutes? Just look at the bright side, ya know?!”
The sun sniffles one last time, then straightens up, its flames glowing a little brighter. “Huh. That actually sounds kinda nice.”
And just like that, you save the day once again. To think, that never would’ve happened if you hadn’t gotten stuck in traffic that one fine day.
Interruptions: From Hecklers to Followers
Being interrupted is terribly annoying. There will always be “ifs” and “buts” for every single sentence that comes out of your mouth. Just take solace in the knowledge that one day, when you are running for president, your practice in delivering your message to hecklers who love hearing their own voice will come in handy. You’ll be bombarded, distracted and interrupted by literally everyone. However, you’ll efficiently and easily answer every question with lightning quick answers and awe-inspiring composure. You’ll think back to all those people who interrupted you mid-conversation back in the day, and the “um, actually” people who made you lose your train of thought and temper. Every single time they created absurd “but what if that would happen” scenarios and superciliously corrected your smallest grammar mistakes, they were creating a monster in the public speaking world.
Now you are unstoppable, even if you don’t win the election. You are an excellent lawyer who can win any case flung in your face. Maybe their inability to shut up was a blessing in disguise.
Papercuts: From Gashes to the Grammys
Your hands tremble as you frantically flip through the test, searching for something, anything that makes sense. But the words blur. You should have studied! All those nights spent binge-watching Dance Moms instead of reviewing formulas — gone! Wasted! As you violently rummage through the test, a stinging sensation vibrates through your body as the sharp sheet of salmon-colored paper slices into your finger. You yelp in pain, prompting classmates to glare at you in confusion.
“Ow!!” A single drop of blood pools at the wound’s edge, then falls — splattering onto the salmon-colored test sheet. But it doesn’t just soak into the paper. It shimmers, flickering like a tiny universe contained in a single drop. The glow pulses, expanding, swallowing everything else.
Your breath catches.
Suddenly, the room, the test, the stress — it all fades. And in their place, something new unfurls in your mind. “A melody…?! Yes… a melody!” Verses spill from your pen with style and flair, and a beautiful theatrical prowess.
“I finished the test, teacher!” You joyously exclaim.
“Why does your math test have cutesy lyrics all over it?!” the teacher asks.
Your AP Statistics teacher, unimpressed, shoves the paper back at you. But you aren’t about to take “no” for an answer. This isn’t the end of the story — it’s just the beginning.
With the determination of a true artist, you take your glitter-gel-pen masterpiece to the only place that matters: a record label. And as fate would have it, the world gets it. Your song — born from panic and a paper cut — skyrockets to #1 on the charts. Awards flood in. Five Grammys, a sold-out tour and a legacy written in shimmering ink.
Disclaimer: Cheeky does not advise that you go on any world-saving escapades, nor do we advise that you write #1 hits on your AP Stats test — unless they are certified bangers.
