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IN URGENT NEED FOR A REVIEW.

hey guys here follows the article i have written for my school's magazine. please note that i am the vice english magazine editor and a lot is expected from my article. so please be a critic.

THE DANCE OF CHAOS AND ORDER IN CREATIVITY.

Creativity is an essential aspect of human existence, allowing us to imagine, innovate, and create a better future. In a world full of varied perspectives regarding what leads to creativity, I put forward one of my own: a constant back-and-forth shift between pure havoc and remarkable planning, a collection of unfinished thoughts when combined with a subtle amount of clarity, is what leads to a creative outcome. In simplified combination of words, I believe it is moments of seemingly never-ending confusion unified with neatly arranged thinking. 

For instance, a music composer puts together several combinations of different beats before deciding the perfect fit. An author has a million characters, storylines and thoughts in their mind but they strategize to decide on the finest one. A sculptor could mold the clay in God knows how many forms but they choose the best option by organising the clutter of ideas in their mind. Hence, chaos and order, when intermingled, lead to the most unexpected and creative outcomes.

To summarize, I urge all readers to trust each idea your mind provides you with. Blend the diversity of your imagination with clarity of intelligent thinking to produce the masterpiece of creativity.

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dead poets society is so dope.

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following is the result of sudden outburst of expression. do let me know what you think!

all the catastrophes come to the same conclusion, all the regrets do too. dusk brings a message along with it, sun was pretty initially until it was excruciatingly burning to you, but hey! i carry stars in my pocket, give them a chance too! at the end, all what ifs are just unanswered questions, they're just another set of things that aren't meant for you, look at the night sky, admire the stars just as you adored the sunrise, there'll be another but my dear, right now you reside in the present, we all do. .

P.S. this is not edited at all yet, might consider doing it later but this is raw and i just wanted to put it out here.

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username changed!

hi tumblr! changed my username from bittersweet-masquerade to wallflowersdiary because that is near to what i want my tumblr to be. no promises about being active, but attempts will be made on my end, hopefully some will be successful!

'til next time!

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why are people so uncomfortable with the concept of each human being different than the other in some or the other respect? i do not understand what is so foreign about this concept? going to school each day, simply being what i feel comfortable in being and getting questions like "why are you so serious?" "why don't you talk much?" has made me question my whole existence. often i just feel like i do not have to answer to them, but then the reality of being a new kid hits, you need to find friends. you HAVE TO fit in. you NEED TO make the best memories in your last years of school life! even if it costs you an entire transformation of character, even if you have to lose yourself just to find out "YOUR" people. the whole idea is incredibly stupid because if i do not even know who tf i am, how am i supposed to know what kind of people i want around me? and if i need to lose myself in the process of finding out who am i... is it even worth it? in moments like these, i just wish God send us with a firm mindset and goal. i wish it was not upto us to figure it out. but then again, to someone on this weird Globe, the idea of being free to set a purpose to your life is the most intriguing one and someone is so thrilled to know that you can be whatever you want, fail, rise, fail again and rise again, i find the purest form of delight and melancholy in the beauty that comes with diverse mindsets. even if i am nonplussed with who to be, i am grateful for each cheerful, extroverted, a bit reserved, introverted human.

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To be honest, Here's my input as a senior.

There's no such thing as finding your people. They find you. You won't know they're your people until way later.

Do I have my own people? No not really. but I do know how it is. I've had friends, they're okay. I haven't found someone I really click with. (I mean I had an online friend, but that's a different story)

It's okay to be alone by choice or not.

I'm alone. I find it great. Don't let what other people say or do make you feel like you're wrong. You're not wrong. Whether you want or have friends or not. Whether you have friends or not. Or how you act or what you wear or what you like.

Honestly, they're all full of shit anyway. Do what you want. I don't give a fuck anymore and no one bothers me lol.

Just do things by your own pace and if no one supports you I support you.

plus, some people don't meet their important people until after school. maybe college or maybe after.

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i definitely agree with you. being alone is not something bad at all but i absolutely hate people for making it look bad just because they do not enjoy it. it just never occurs to them that maybe somebody else does and thats quite saddening to my heart.

but yeah, the people i am surrounded with who make me feel inferior are not going to be with me forever, it's just 2 years and then none of them would matter! this thought is so happy, i am going to think of it more often, thankyou for putting it in my head.

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why are people so uncomfortable with the concept of each human being different than the other in some or the other respect? i do not understand what is so foreign about this concept? going to school each day, simply being what i feel comfortable in being and getting questions like "why are you so serious?" "why don't you talk much?" has made me question my whole existence. often i just feel like i do not have to answer to them, but then the reality of being a new kid hits, you need to find friends. you HAVE TO fit in. you NEED TO make the best memories in your last years of school life! even if it costs you an entire transformation of character, even if you have to lose yourself just to find out "YOUR" people. the whole idea is incredibly stupid because if i do not even know who tf i am, how am i supposed to know what kind of people i want around me? and if i need to lose myself in the process of finding out who am i... is it even worth it? in moments like these, i just wish God send us with a firm mindset and goal. i wish it was not upto us to figure it out. but then again, to someone on this weird Globe, the idea of being free to set a purpose to your life is the most intriguing one and someone is so thrilled to know that you can be whatever you want, fail, rise, fail again and rise again, i find the purest form of delight and melancholy in the beauty that comes with diverse mindsets. even if i am nonplussed with who to be, i am grateful for each cheerful, extroverted, a bit reserved, introverted human.

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another annoying rant.

search for someone similar to me continues and i am afraid it will go on forever or it will result into changes in my own behaviour, i would like to improve myself. but there is this fear in the back of my mind that it will only push me further down as i do not know what exactly would be an improvement and this feeling of what internet terms as existential crisis is not very pleasant, wondering why it is romanticized on instagram but the worst of things are romanticized these days so why not something as miserable as existential crisis? feeling entirely lost at this point, not sure if it gets better or worse but either ways, waking up each day to a life that is merely a loop of nothingness and consuming oxygen is all that is in my control for now, do not want to take any step until i am very sure of it.

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Hello to tumblr!

in the age of posting anything and everything personal on your instagram story, i choose to be a tumblr blogger with a masquerade and i can assure you all that i am not a completely happy or entirely sad soul. Hence, bittersweet-masquerade. Oh! the 13 is all me being a swiftie coded. Looking forward to post about my bittersweet life on here.

bye-bye 'til the next blog!