I'm a university student, majoring in Music Composition (Instrumental/Vocal and Sonic Art) for some strange reason because it's fucking awesome, and I want to.
My attendance to internet accounts and such varies and dwindles. My mood and workload are very much dependent factors. I also apologise if my comments or posts end up as long as War And Peace. I'm learning to restrain myself and be concise. Sort of. Not really.
My gender does not matter really. Even though my name confirms that I am biologically/have been nurtured as female. ...Shut up.
Whoever you are, given you are not a religious extremist or some sort of low-life delinquent, I probably respect your morals and views. Though yes, I am very strongly determined about my own. I'm open-minded, but not so much so that my brain falls out.
Speaking of, I'm an atheist; a pro-choice, sex-positive feminist; a complete arsehole of a critic when it comes to music; floating somewhere in the gender/sexuality spectrum; and supportive of all those identifying as queer - whether they be gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender, intersex, questioning, genderqueer, all those wonderful things. And I actually really don't like eggs.
Things you may find in my Journal: - Talk of sexuality; sex-positivity; feminism; queer issues; gender - Talk of religious dogma/bigotry - Talk of daily life - Ranting, about my own personal issues and other more worldly issues - Shared media, including my own music projects along with other videos/music/images that I find interesting or thought-provoking. - A few memes that got me caught in their webs - Me bragging about my cat until it drives you mad... ... ...With JEALOUSY. :3
I'm always asking questions. It's what sets me free.
I’d sort of like to step outside of society. I’d sort of like to live inside an orange.
P.S. I'm using my Journal's subtitle as an opportunity to show off a random quote. I'll change it every Tuesday. Which actually means whichever day of the week I damned well feel like.
At the moment:
Silly little thing from a 'transcription' of an important dream I had a couple of years ago.
Journal Title is a 'quote' from the Japanese movie 'Love Exposure'; I think it was from a scene in which the protagonist Yu has a screaming fit and collapses in the middle of the road, then a friend finds him and tries to cheer him up by offering him something he shoplifted that still had the '50% off' label on, so it was '50% off your sadness'...yeah, go and watch that movie. NOW.