Halloween.

I'm still not quite sure about this festivity, but it is a good excuse to watch Tim Burton films. So, you know, have a good one.

Today's progress:

- almost nothing.
- planning to do one of those montages in films where super cool music plays while I stay up all night manically flipping through books and typing.
- Current essay word count: 252.

Here's one of my favourite short films, if you (like me) do not have the time to watch a 2 hour long flick today:

Continuation. (don't get used to this)

I realise I don't have the ability to focus on just one thing for extended periods of time. Right now, there are 5 tabs open in my browser and there's music from one of them but I'm not sure exactly where. But the music is good so this is not a problem. That was just a series of unnecessary information (aka a summary of my entire blog)

Today's update:

- Cleaned my room.
- Realised I didn't know how to reference correctly.
- Spent a good fraction of the day figuring out how to reference.
- Typed in reference.
- Called human people on the phone.
- Current essay word count: 252.

Will update later. (this is very unlikely).

IN-ESSAY-N (did you get the pun? Yeah, I felt cheap, too.)

Hello, it's been a while. Nothing much has changed. I started University, had 5 children, grew a beard, prevented a possible intergalactic war. Now you're caught on.

I am not a terrible person, but I am a terrible productive person. Meaning I am not a productive person. As a newly-started-University student, I am burdened with several written assignments that I am currently not doing because I am writing a post in my blog. So I thought I would (maybe) make a few regular (maybe) blog posts that update my progress in these endeavours.

Today's progress:

-Thought about writing research report.
-Wrote the word "Introduction"
-Felt it was enough progress.
-Realised it was not.
-Laughed upon realising the research report was on procrastination.
-Current essay word count: 131.

Will update later (maybe).

Questions (Is the ground slightly tilted or is my head tilted?)

It's 5.20am and I am yet to sleep. I feel like this is the time, for me personally, when my brain is at its very peak. It is when we (by that I mean my brain and I, as we are apparently two different entities) think of the real questions.

I know, you may sigh in exasperation.

Anyways, I was watching a Livestream at around 3am and they raised some pretty good questions. Like: "Have you ever peeled an orange so slowly... [then it just trailed off because they started laughing]".

 But it got me thinking... have I ever peeled an orange so slowly? Is there really a rate at which a person can peel an orange which could be universally considered "fast" or "slow"? Is it relative to the size/type of orange? Is a tangerine also an orange? (because there is absolutely no difference to me).

Is time just an illusion? Does the Earth revolve around the sun the other way when we don't sleep? I have so many questions. If anyone can give me some answers that would be very helpful.

Please prioritise the orange peeling question. That is the most important to me.

FRIENDSHIP (it's not that late yet, but my brain is already there)

I need to post more blog entries. I mean, I have the beginning of a few posts but never finished them. So this is a thing that I will finish and publish. And hopefully is not gathering dust in my drafts. Okay, wow, commitment (which brings me to my actual topic-- that's right, I use segways-- REVOLUTIONARY)

 For the majority of my school life, I've had the same few friends. From the same school. Which means that I saw their faces almost every weekday at least once (and even most weekends)

You may even ask: are you not sick of their faces? That's a lot of their faces.

To which I reply with: yes I am sick of their faces.

See, friendship is kind of a weird and wonderful relationship that is like a roller coaster ride, where there are ups and downs and in the midst of it there are doubts because why did I get on this ride? I hope that kid at the front doesn't throw up... I hope I don't throw up... shouldn't have eaten lunch before getting on this ride.

 Such a relationship is not dissimilar to one of a romantic nature. (From what I've gathered. From my extreme lack of experience. Life.) Except you don't kiss each other (not in my friendships at least...) or spend the majority of said relationship assessing them as a potential long-life mate. Despite this, one may argue friendship is more of a commitment because there is that implied and non-verbal agreement that you will be in that roller coaster ride and maybe get some McDonalds later because life is all about living on the edge and maybe this roller coaster metaphor has been stretched to its very limit.

So friendships are cool. I feel like this is the part where I talk about how we should all be friends like that girl from Mean Girls and drop the mic. Is this that part?

Feminism is a thing (a short post about something serious)

 So I find that I've been steering myself away from being labelled as a 'feminist' and the topic of feminism in general (apart from a few passive comments in class). And not necessarily for disagreeing with it but more due to the fear of the preconceived attachments that seem to go with it. A female feminist from what I've been presented with is assumed to be a person that overreacts and dramatically argues and disagrees with everything that portrays females as anything other than the superior sex or gender. In retrospect, this thought process is equally sad and frightening.

I am saddened that there is a potential that other people see feminism as how I (wrongly) saw it and frightening because sexism, chauvinism and misogyny are still very prominent in our society right now. Like, it's actually a thing that is frequently displayed by the media-- on those flashing screens right up in our faces. It's all over the internet and music videos and song lyrics (see 'Blurred Lines'). It's all over patronising individuals that point out the obvious while managing to overlook the actual meaning (see 'ambiguity').

 In conclusion to this short post about something serious, feminism is a thing that is very awesome. And even though the general perception and reputation often falls within a spectrum, at its very core it is still an ongoing movement for equality. And don't be scared to call yourself a feminist.

My thoughts on things. (a generic, yet accurate title)

As a human being with a fully functioning brain, I find that I think about things a lot. Maybe, not as much as I did before, but enough to make me think that I'm thinking too much.

For example, I was watching 'THE SOCIAL NETWORK'/ that movie about Facebook and was unable to finish the film because all I could think of was how Mark Zuckerberg seems like a massive douche. Super smart. But super douchey. And, maybe as it is a film, certain things have been altered about him as a person... I mean, he has brown hair in the movie, for one... which also bothered me (according to Google, he actually has brown hair... my whole life has been a lie)

Then I was being all productive and doing some Biology work when I started likening the idea of DNA transcription/translation to the long and complicated chain of drug trading-- which was really a ridiculous idea, because I found that I do not know enough about how drugs are manufactured and pharmaceutically produced to use it as a metaphor.

And now I'm thinking about the fact that thinking about a lot of things is not a very special trait at all, because as I have stated in the beginning of this blog, it is something that other human beings with fully functioning brains do. And to stop thinking would be for your brain to shut down due to death. And I'm obviously still alive. That was the point of this post. I'm still here (even though I feel like I haven't posted in YEARS-- actually, just a few weeks)