Very Pertinent Questions

Hello, World.

Today I will introduce you to my brain, a living text-post that constantly whispers stupid puns, song and fandom references inside my head at very inappropriate times, often making me smile and laugh in class or any other social location because I'M JUST SO DAMN HILARIOUS.

Another thing that my brain is very good at is asking pertinent questions that make me question my life. These questions may or may not have an actual scientific or logical explanation, and I am going to share a few of them with you today. (If any reader actually has an answer to these questions, please state it in a way that does not make me look like more of an idiot than I already am for asking these questions. Thank you. *looks at Island and Person*)

Today I was contemplating human emotions, and I wondered why we have such a complicated tangle of emotions when we are attracted to a person. So much overthinking, so much sadness and pain and also happiness and excitement all because of another human being. Funnily enough, I was questioning emotions I had already felt because I AM REBEL (inside joke.). The pertinent question here was me wondering why animals do not face the same complicated tangle of emotions.

They're literally not jealous, not sad, just like "HEY LET'S HAVE KIDS IF ANYONE STEALS THIS BABY MACHINE I AM GOING TO KILL THEM BUT ONCE I HAVE HAD BABIES I DO NOT HAVE TOO MUCH TO DO WITH THIS ORGANISM YES GOODBYE." (There are exceptions don't scream at me.) (Remember what I said about my brain being a text-post? This is what I meant.) Also, why do animals not overthink like humans do? We have so many questions like "am I too clingy? Am I being creepy? Am I being weird? etc, etc, etc." But animals are so straightforward just like HELL YES GUYS LET'S DO THIS. Ah, if only we could be like animals life would be much easier.

This second question is related to a conversation I was having with Island yesterday. Why don't straight people ever come out? Why do LGBTQ+ people have to come out? Doesn't forcing them to come out enforce a belief that they are 'abnormal' or 'different'  from other people, which they aren't? Also, I don't understand the deal with being really teary and sad while coming out. It's not a bad thing, and it's definitely not something one should be sad about or ashamed of. That's exactly why I just love Sam's 'coming out' vlog. He was so jumpy, happy and just SO CUTE about it that we were all like OKAY YES, MAYBE I WAS CRUSHING ON YOU FOR LIKE 10 MONTHS, BUT YOU'RE HAPPY, AND THAT'S SO AMAZING, YOU ARE LITERALLY SO ADORABLE, BLESS YOUR SOUL.

Yet again, these are my thoughts and I'm not in the mood to have a debate over this with someone so if you have answers don't make me look dumber than I am and don't debate with me, please.

Thank you for reading about the antics of my brain. Muchas gracias.

Little Miss Imperfect
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Why Exactly Do I Do This To Myself? - Overthinking

Hello, World.

I wrote this post because right now I am kind of freaking out over what would seem to the world like the littlest thing ever but my very angsty brain obviously extrapolates it into something that makes the world seem like it's about to end and that all doom is about to befall me.

So as I sit here desperately trying to calm myself, I will write you this blog post about the way I overthink and overanalyze every little thing that happens.

As I mentioned, there is an event going on at my school this week. It is very interactive and hence we have been divided into these groups called 'barazzas' (Please don't ask me who invented that word, I don't know either.). So each group has two leaders, and I, being one of them, had to stay back today. I chose not to, but did not notify anyone. This obviously made my counterpart extremely irritated as a) she stayed back, and b) IB is hard AF, and she didn't appreciate that I wasn't there while she skipped work hours for me.  I understand her annoyance, of course. That obviously made me really scared, because I hate people getting annoyed with me, and especially really angry like that.

I also did quite a bit of work in figuring out what we were to discuss in our 'barazzas', but my counterpart did not agree with my topics and supposedly changed everything I had done. More overanalyzing and anxiety committed most beautifully by my brain, hurray! So there I was pretty much shaking because someone was pissed and did not agree with me. Yes. This is the cause for me freaking out, as my brain went ahead to ask the following questions:

Brain:  What if she hates me?
Me: Yeah, but I apologise -
Brain: What if she stays pissed at me?
Me: She probably won't, calm -
Brain: What if we don't  agree?
Me: We'll figure it out, it's -
Brain: OHYMGOD THIS IS NOT OKAY SHE HATES ME WHY WHY WE ARE GOING TO DIE O H NO   N O N O  W H   A T  W I  LL H A PP E N
Me: *freaks out with brain*

Yeah, I actually had a fun day and I did manage to ruin it for myself most wonderfully in this manner. And that, my friends, is how I overthink and freak out over nothing in particular. *bows*

Thanks for reading!

Little Miss Imperfect
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P.S: Surprisingly, writing this out made me feel so much better. I don't feel half as freaked out as I was a few minutes ago. And sharing it with you somehow makes it all better :P 

I Have No Idea What I Actually Want to Say but I Haven't Put Up a Post in Ages

Hello, World!

GUESS WHO'S BACK????

MOI.

DID YOU MISS ME?

(I still make that reference I just finished Season 4 DON'T BLAME ME.)

Yes, I know. My first post for 2017 is extremely late. But what can I say except that my brain took three weeks to come up with this genius idea to put a random update onto my blog. (Good job, Brain. You're about as fast as Internet Explorer.)

I am very busy in life these days as there are various events going on at school that I am participating in (after having asked about five times.). Hence I am caught up with those. Also, I have a PSAT exam on Monday and I am supposed to be writing a Mini Extended Essay (Mini yet Extended - paradoxical much?), yet here I am writing you this very pointless blog post about nothing in particular. I have such wonderful priorities, now, don't I?

Also, I recently finished Sherlock Season 4. OH. MY. GOD. THAT. DAMN. SHOW. I have no idea what Moftiss actually wants with us, but I'm guessing it's somewhere in the hey-how-about-we-be-psychopaths-and-hurt-everyone zone. The number of deaths/almost-deaths in this series were overwhelming. Have a look at my Instagram account @__the.fangirl.life__ to see my reaction to the first episode (you might wonder if I forgot how to turn off the Caps Lock button. Don't worry, I still remember how to use lowercase letters.). I am still obsessing over the two songs from Ed Sheeran's new album 'Divide' because three covers of each of them came from Sam, Kurt, Madilyn and Alex last week, like OKAY, GUYS, CALM YOURSELVES.

My normal life is, as always, nothing worthy of being put into a movie or a Wattpad book, no incidents have shocked me or exhilarated me or saddened me enough to make me want to express my concerns here.

I did need to update after 2017 walked in, so here is this very pointless, themeless, annoying post that I hope to satisfy you with. (Looking back I realize that this entire post is filled with scores of redundant words that I refuse to delete. As is the sentence I wrote prior to this. And that one.)


Thanks for reading!

Little Miss Imperfect
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