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Yesterday I ventured to Oxford with colleagues and found myself in a town that screamed for my art and architecture admiring self. The flair of Oxford is no joke, its aura streaming class and romantic vibes in the midst of stills described in literature. Here's to a bunch of pictures I took.  






We strolled around to see the most we could and I think we covered most as the town isn't too big to get lost in. We visited the local big market, had lunch in King's Arms and climbed up the Oxford hill for a pound for a cool view.

On the way to Christ Church College, where Alice in Wonderland, Harry Potter and The Golden Compass were filmed. 





Is anyone else getting the Harry Potter feels here? I could've stayed for hours.





The Great Hall probably looks greatly familiar to you. Students of the college do in fact still spend their lunch time here and I'm jealous. 



The University Church







I love how Jane Austen this is. 


Hope you enjoyed this Oxford photo spam! Because I do love looking at these photos. Have you been to Oxford before?

Until then – stay dreamy,
Arden

FOTW | Oxford Strolls & Harry Potter Feels

4/16/2017


Yesterday I ventured to Oxford with colleagues and found myself in a town that screamed for my art and architecture admiring self. The flair of Oxford is no joke, its aura streaming class and romantic vibes in the midst of stills described in literature. Here's to a bunch of pictures I took.  






We strolled around to see the most we could and I think we covered most as the town isn't too big to get lost in. We visited the local big market, had lunch in King's Arms and climbed up the Oxford hill for a pound for a cool view.

On the way to Christ Church College, where Alice in Wonderland, Harry Potter and The Golden Compass were filmed. 





Is anyone else getting the Harry Potter feels here? I could've stayed for hours.





The Great Hall probably looks greatly familiar to you. Students of the college do in fact still spend their lunch time here and I'm jealous. 



The University Church







I love how Jane Austen this is. 


Hope you enjoyed this Oxford photo spam! Because I do love looking at these photos. Have you been to Oxford before?

Until then – stay dreamy,
Arden


I don't know who I am. This is in no way an exaggeration, nor have I actually lost my mind. It is also too early to have a mid life crisis so I wouldn't call it that, I figure.

I don't know who I am because I'm so many. There are so many layers that I find in myself, new ones, resurfacing ones, completely new ones that I didn't know existed.

I don't know who I am because I listen to old-school records, yet dance to the most mainstream crap.

I don't know who I am because I don't think I've ever truly been in love, yet know so much about it.

I don't know who I am because I aspire to be like those who know what niche they're in and what exactly their style is, yet I don't understand how that is supposed to work when I like cutesy girly dresses this week when last week I wore all grunge.

I don't know who I am because I get anxious with phone calls, yet want to work in the Tourism and Event management department where it is my job to interact with people.

I don't know who I am because I give great advice that is helpful for many, yet I struggle taking my own advice when I really need it and when I know that's what I have to do.

I don't know who I am because I wish I had those cool artistic and mutual friends and yet hang out with more shallow people that I don't entirely understand.

I don't know who I am because my wishes and needs contradict themselves most of the times and I have no idea what I'm doing, yet seem to have it all together.

I don't know who I am because I want to share my thoughts but not overshare because that's weird, yet I don't give two pieces of crap about how weird it is when I don't put a filter on myself to be accepted.

I don't know who I am because my passions are what give me happiness, yet I can't truly go through with all of them because I have responsibilities, but I'm not independent enough either to drop everything for them.

I don't know who I am because at times I'm the most reserved person in the world when all other days I'm so open and craving socialising with those around me because they might put a smile on my face and that means I won't have to do it myself.

I don't know who I am because I would give anything for anyone and act for their happiness before mine, yet I'm so greedy when it comes to feelings I cannot bear.

Do you know who you are?

Until then – I probably still won't know,
Arden

I Don't Know Who I Am

4/14/2017



I don't know who I am. This is in no way an exaggeration, nor have I actually lost my mind. It is also too early to have a mid life crisis so I wouldn't call it that, I figure.

I don't know who I am because I'm so many. There are so many layers that I find in myself, new ones, resurfacing ones, completely new ones that I didn't know existed.

I don't know who I am because I listen to old-school records, yet dance to the most mainstream crap.

I don't know who I am because I don't think I've ever truly been in love, yet know so much about it.

I don't know who I am because I aspire to be like those who know what niche they're in and what exactly their style is, yet I don't understand how that is supposed to work when I like cutesy girly dresses this week when last week I wore all grunge.

I don't know who I am because I get anxious with phone calls, yet want to work in the Tourism and Event management department where it is my job to interact with people.

I don't know who I am because I give great advice that is helpful for many, yet I struggle taking my own advice when I really need it and when I know that's what I have to do.

I don't know who I am because I wish I had those cool artistic and mutual friends and yet hang out with more shallow people that I don't entirely understand.

I don't know who I am because my wishes and needs contradict themselves most of the times and I have no idea what I'm doing, yet seem to have it all together.

I don't know who I am because I want to share my thoughts but not overshare because that's weird, yet I don't give two pieces of crap about how weird it is when I don't put a filter on myself to be accepted.

I don't know who I am because my passions are what give me happiness, yet I can't truly go through with all of them because I have responsibilities, but I'm not independent enough either to drop everything for them.

I don't know who I am because at times I'm the most reserved person in the world when all other days I'm so open and craving socialising with those around me because they might put a smile on my face and that means I won't have to do it myself.

I don't know who I am because I would give anything for anyone and act for their happiness before mine, yet I'm so greedy when it comes to feelings I cannot bear.

Do you know who you are?

Until then – I probably still won't know,
Arden

Ever wondered what some people use to customise their Google Chrome tabs? Maybe I can help you with that. As I've been part of the Studyblr community for quite some time now, I've discovered loads of chrome extensions that make your tabs look super awesome.

Momentum


Orla

Click for the classic one. This sweet extension offers the time, weather, daily photography backgrounds, daily quotes, links, search and a to do list.


Lanes


Midnight Latte

Click here for the clock, a pomodoro timer, a weekview and a to do feature! This has been my personal favourite for a long time.

Infinity New Tab


Google

Here you'll find links with icons, a to do feature, search, chrome apps, a notepad and custom wallpapers.

Laterbox


Laterbox

Click for a priority to-do list on new tabs.

Tabby Cat


Tabby Cat

If you like cute cats greeting you on each new tab, you'll like this!

Do you know more of these to share in the comments? Go ahead, I love this stuff.

Until then – stay productive,
Arden

Chrome Extensions For Lovely New Tabs

4/12/2017


Ever wondered what some people use to customise their Google Chrome tabs? Maybe I can help you with that. As I've been part of the Studyblr community for quite some time now, I've discovered loads of chrome extensions that make your tabs look super awesome.

Momentum


Orla

Click for the classic one. This sweet extension offers the time, weather, daily photography backgrounds, daily quotes, links, search and a to do list.


Lanes


Midnight Latte

Click here for the clock, a pomodoro timer, a weekview and a to do feature! This has been my personal favourite for a long time.

Infinity New Tab


Google

Here you'll find links with icons, a to do feature, search, chrome apps, a notepad and custom wallpapers.

Laterbox


Laterbox

Click for a priority to-do list on new tabs.

Tabby Cat


Tabby Cat

If you like cute cats greeting you on each new tab, you'll like this!

Do you know more of these to share in the comments? Go ahead, I love this stuff.

Until then – stay productive,
Arden
Source: Google

First things


This is not what I usually bring onto this blog. But you know what, I never followed a specific niche anyway. Watching a show like Black Mirror was just too inviting for me to write down my thoughts on each episode. I think I will actually post my thoughts on the episodes that got to me the most because well, I can't keep still. My mind is in all kinds of whirls because of this show which I hate and love at the same time. Nowadays there's not enough TV productions out there that are truly poignant and get me thinking really hard as an individual.

Diving in


National Anthem is the very first episode of the show, even though I mistakenly didn't watch this one as the first episode. When I turned on Netflix, the first episode that played was the first episode of the third season which was Nosedive, but more on that one later on. Either way, when I realised I hadn't actually watched the very first episode, of course I watched National Anthem and dude, was I blown away.

When I first read the synopsis a long time ago due to my curiosity, I thought, what the hell? The synopsis sounds crazy. And then I watched it to the end, where I ultimately sat with my mouth wide open, confusedly blinking, hardly swallowing. Everything that just happened in this episode is shitbat crazy. 

This episode did not let me go to sleep. I couldn't sleep until like 3 in the morning. And I hope I'm not the only one who felt that way. Cue the spoiler alert warning sign. Do not read on if you haven't watched the episode yet. Or you know what, do read on if you're uncertain and curious. Do what you want, really. I don't mind. Even if I spoiled it now, it's still a masterpiece to watch.

If you don't remember what it was about and what exactly happened, read about it here before diving into my thoughts.

My take on it


I thought this episode was brilliant. Completely shocking, disgusting, appalling and followed by many shudders down my spine. Now some expected me to think, Why would they air that? Why would anyone watch that? Is TV production going mad? And at first I was under that exact impression. But I understood. I got the point and that is what made the episode brilliant after all.

In defense: The intention of this episode, like every other Black Mirror episode, is to make a very bold point. And there's always going to be two sides, the initiated one that appreciates such contemporary, appalling art and the general public that despises that because they don't get the point and focus on the disgusting part and how upset it made them. But ladies and gentlemen, that was the point. Make you feel things, make you feel utterly uncomfortable to provoke you. If that doesn't work, fine. But nowadays it's rather hardly possible to get to that in any other way. You have to see things to believe them and the more upsetting and shocking, the bigger is the reaction. Even if it's shitbat crazy. Yes, it's apparently complete nonsense for some but you're either outraged or sensitive enough to understand what's behind that.

Thoughts: No, it was not pleasurable to watch. I'm all in for comedies and happy-go-lucky Korean dramas and whatnot. It's outrageous, appalling, far beyond the limits of good taste. But I thought it was a great vehicle to communicate a really important point by forcing a reflection on the audience, by reflecting a fictional audience.

Who is reflected? Well, the population, the users of the interweb, the fictional audience, the real audience including you and me. I mean we feel exactly the same with the fictional audience at first, going through the episode. Should he really do that to save the princess' life? What's the right thing for a PM to do in such a situation? Do you want him to save the princess? What do you value more, the dignity or integrity or the life of a particular princess that is after all just a girl? 

The population in there prefers humiliation. Is it really because they value the life of the princess over anything else? D'you really think that? I thought that rather than that, there is some underlying disrespect towards their PM that drove them to wanting to see him degraded to no end. I thought this was a sign of a profound disrespect towards themselves and their own society and their values.

See the utterly disgusted faces in front of the screens, first a laugh or two, now unable to look away now that it's happened. Turn it off, someone finally mutters. Are those faces of a sick defeated society?

What I found brilliant was that even though the avant-garde artist wanted to make a point, he didn't even need to live to contemplate the completion of his own creation. That crazy artist wouldn't actually have killed the princess in the first place, I don't think. After all he didn't cut off her finger but his own. His suicide marked his disgust and utter disappointment in society that is more than understandable at this point. How immersed can a population be that they wouldn't notice the princess being released half an hour before the broadcast had even started?

Conclusion: Major wake up call we didn't know we needed. Thought provoking even if not very plausible in some people's eyes. The satire in this absolutely worked for me. All in all this was a masterpiece with all its appalling elements. Maybe now you understand why I recommend not to binge this series.

What are your thoughts on the episode to those who have watched it? What did you get out of it? How do you see the message? I'm all for discussions in the comments.

Until then – stay cautious,
Arden

Thoughts on Black Mirror: National Anthem

4/10/2017

Source: Google

First things


This is not what I usually bring onto this blog. But you know what, I never followed a specific niche anyway. Watching a show like Black Mirror was just too inviting for me to write down my thoughts on each episode. I think I will actually post my thoughts on the episodes that got to me the most because well, I can't keep still. My mind is in all kinds of whirls because of this show which I hate and love at the same time. Nowadays there's not enough TV productions out there that are truly poignant and get me thinking really hard as an individual.

Diving in


National Anthem is the very first episode of the show, even though I mistakenly didn't watch this one as the first episode. When I turned on Netflix, the first episode that played was the first episode of the third season which was Nosedive, but more on that one later on. Either way, when I realised I hadn't actually watched the very first episode, of course I watched National Anthem and dude, was I blown away.

When I first read the synopsis a long time ago due to my curiosity, I thought, what the hell? The synopsis sounds crazy. And then I watched it to the end, where I ultimately sat with my mouth wide open, confusedly blinking, hardly swallowing. Everything that just happened in this episode is shitbat crazy. 

This episode did not let me go to sleep. I couldn't sleep until like 3 in the morning. And I hope I'm not the only one who felt that way. Cue the spoiler alert warning sign. Do not read on if you haven't watched the episode yet. Or you know what, do read on if you're uncertain and curious. Do what you want, really. I don't mind. Even if I spoiled it now, it's still a masterpiece to watch.

If you don't remember what it was about and what exactly happened, read about it here before diving into my thoughts.

My take on it


I thought this episode was brilliant. Completely shocking, disgusting, appalling and followed by many shudders down my spine. Now some expected me to think, Why would they air that? Why would anyone watch that? Is TV production going mad? And at first I was under that exact impression. But I understood. I got the point and that is what made the episode brilliant after all.

In defense: The intention of this episode, like every other Black Mirror episode, is to make a very bold point. And there's always going to be two sides, the initiated one that appreciates such contemporary, appalling art and the general public that despises that because they don't get the point and focus on the disgusting part and how upset it made them. But ladies and gentlemen, that was the point. Make you feel things, make you feel utterly uncomfortable to provoke you. If that doesn't work, fine. But nowadays it's rather hardly possible to get to that in any other way. You have to see things to believe them and the more upsetting and shocking, the bigger is the reaction. Even if it's shitbat crazy. Yes, it's apparently complete nonsense for some but you're either outraged or sensitive enough to understand what's behind that.

Thoughts: No, it was not pleasurable to watch. I'm all in for comedies and happy-go-lucky Korean dramas and whatnot. It's outrageous, appalling, far beyond the limits of good taste. But I thought it was a great vehicle to communicate a really important point by forcing a reflection on the audience, by reflecting a fictional audience.

Who is reflected? Well, the population, the users of the interweb, the fictional audience, the real audience including you and me. I mean we feel exactly the same with the fictional audience at first, going through the episode. Should he really do that to save the princess' life? What's the right thing for a PM to do in such a situation? Do you want him to save the princess? What do you value more, the dignity or integrity or the life of a particular princess that is after all just a girl? 

The population in there prefers humiliation. Is it really because they value the life of the princess over anything else? D'you really think that? I thought that rather than that, there is some underlying disrespect towards their PM that drove them to wanting to see him degraded to no end. I thought this was a sign of a profound disrespect towards themselves and their own society and their values.

See the utterly disgusted faces in front of the screens, first a laugh or two, now unable to look away now that it's happened. Turn it off, someone finally mutters. Are those faces of a sick defeated society?

What I found brilliant was that even though the avant-garde artist wanted to make a point, he didn't even need to live to contemplate the completion of his own creation. That crazy artist wouldn't actually have killed the princess in the first place, I don't think. After all he didn't cut off her finger but his own. His suicide marked his disgust and utter disappointment in society that is more than understandable at this point. How immersed can a population be that they wouldn't notice the princess being released half an hour before the broadcast had even started?

Conclusion: Major wake up call we didn't know we needed. Thought provoking even if not very plausible in some people's eyes. The satire in this absolutely worked for me. All in all this was a masterpiece with all its appalling elements. Maybe now you understand why I recommend not to binge this series.

What are your thoughts on the episode to those who have watched it? What did you get out of it? How do you see the message? I'm all for discussions in the comments.

Until then – stay cautious,
Arden

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