Does Chemistry determine  your relationships? (Identity Challenge)

Hello fellow Blogreader!

The aim of this post is to ‘Identify’ your audience. And what better way to ‘identify’ than to write something that would appeal to my own Identity! 

No one knows you better than yourself…  I for one, always found the topic of personalities extremely intriguing.

Countless people have said around and about me throughout my lifetime;

‘WHAT, you’re only x years old?!’


‘You’re actually very wise for your age’

So what was I like as a kid?

During the early years of school, when peers of my age were out tagging buildings and throwing eggs at Halloween…. 

I was sitting at home, or out in the garden collecting grasshoppers and climbing trees. For every wall I successfully climbed, I must have fallen down twice to make up for it. (And I still have the scars to prove it!)

Skipping school was the next behavior that seemed to dominate the minds of the ‘cool kids’. 

Not to mention engaging in some form of unspoken play-plague where girls and boys were considered something not dissimilar from hideous diseases  to one another.

Touching a member of the opposite sex (unintentionally or otherwise) would raise siren-like wails of ‘ewwwww cooties!’.

I (still) don’t understand the concept. But then again; I was the one eating food that had fallen to the ground. 

I still do. 

Guilty as charged.

Then came the awkward highschool years… oh boy.

Year 9 was quite possibly the worst year of my life (considered a Sophomore in the US.) You Americans and your strange language conventions *shakes head*.

 I don’t quite know what it was, perhaps the flood of estrogens, growth hormone and testosterone of the general population in grade 9, that made everyone downright pains in the ass.tumblr_lqd3pqUp8X1r21mbao1_500 Everyone was too busy caring about the length of their skirts and the number of abdominal muscles they could get on their obliques- to even consider the trials and tribulations of others. It was around this time that I started reading, alot.

HighSchool to me was filled with (sigh) cliques, the goths, the nerds (this is where I fit in), the jocks, the smartasses, the people that were so good looking that it hurt (the worst part was, it wasn’t Twilight. It was real life). 

Year 9 was the year I was trying to find mine, I was drifting from place to place and never fit in. When that fateful day came where I sat with my fellow nerds (yes, I’m proud to own it) It just felt…. right. Like I was comfortable here, I liked what they spoke about and what they stood for, like a game of Tetris….. It just…. fit right (And I’ve never regretted it! It’s thanks to them that I’m in University!)

Flash forward to now ,where it’s no longer about avoiding the opposite sex, but rather about getting as many sexual partners as possible in the limited time where drunken consciousness predominates over rational thought. 

Observe, the fascinating behavior of the usually timid male, who, after one or two (or three or four) beverages has attained this whole new persona. Watch as he goes through the several,(rather repetitive)processes of interaction, buying of drinks, offering them to his target (and target’s friends), watch as he singles out a particular prey, witness the awkward dancing and an attempt of a ‘hook up’ with his chosen target. 

Watch him fail.penguifall

….and return to the bar, asking the bartender for another round, whence he repeats the cycle all over again.

Reflecting back,I found this somewhat ‘chemical’ process of the something-teen fascinating, and how we classify ourselves to others, how others classify us. It began simply as a mutually exclusive group; Girls were girls, Boys were boys, they both had germs and were to never mingle. 

Introduce hormones into the Venn diagram and BAM you have cliques, comparisons, hook-ups and experimentation, blurring the lines between socially acceptable and downright disgraceful. Add the legal (or illegal) effects of drugs such as alcohol as a catalyst and you speed up these reactions and interactions tenfold.

I often have these thoughts, these comparisons….

Do you, or did you; have a group that you fit into? Do you still follow in the footsteps of your clique? Are you still looking for yours? Take a look at your friends, do you notice a similarity between them? Maybe not. 

Though I do guarantee that there is a person or persons out there.You’ll find someone and share that perfect chemistry, just give it time.


Hello world!

STOP WAIT A MINUTE…. fill my cup put some liquor in it!’

……Were the lyrics that I awoke to this morning when my Pandoraradio started my rotation of ‘feel good’ music. Unless you are a complete termite and live under some rock or something, you probably wouldn’t recognize the lyrics above as being Bruno Mars’; ‘Uptown funk’. Dubbed one of the many songs that reflect today’s ‘quality music’. Deemed so by our elusive top 100’s billboard of modern music.  So today, avid reader; I’m going to start this new blog with something  I  find very interesting!

What is it that makes music so #catchy? I later checked out the lyrics and after a bit of heavy research (ahem, lyric was appalled at the message it was sending.

I gasped as i realized…. I had fallen victim, as many have; to the ‘pop culture of today’.

Now you could talk to my Greece/High school musical crazed best friend Ash… she would preach that musicals and pop culture was the definitive ‘style’ of music that keeps life interesting.

Then you could talk to my Boyfriend and if you even mentioned a whisper of ‘Remix, Top 100’s or RnB’, and he would literally stare you down.

with daggers.


What is it that draws us to like certain styles of music?

I personally like a mix of 80’s 90’s and the earliest songs of this millennium. I must admit though, you might catch me bobbing my head along to some of Taylor Swift’s ‘Style’ now and then.

I remember reading an article a few years ago, stating that all Music plays with our emotions subconsciously, whether it be with a message, a progression of chords that we find appealing, down to the very voice whom owns the song.

(for me it’s got to be Coldplay, i don’t know why, but Chris’ pitch and tempo is perfect)

What i found particularly interesting however, was the fact that a lot of 3/4 time signatures  ( the typical 1,2,3 and  a 1,2,3) of modern and reminiscent music alike,  in fact, correlate with the beating of our hearts.

‘The investigators report that listening to music initially produces varying levels of arousal – accelerated breathing, increased blood pressure and heart rate – that are directly proportional to the tempo of the music and perhaps the complexity of the rhythm.’ (ABC news 2005)

Now you could argue that Remix music, i.e

a) Timmy Trumpet’s ‘Freaks’

which has little to no use of emotive, expressive or influential language whatsoever.

Just check out the lyrics honestly;

The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!’

~ Timmy Trumpet, ‘Freaks’ 2014

But if you for a moment listen to the beat of the song from :55 to 1:00 and then for the remainder of the song from 1:55 to 2:56 you can actually hear the overriding beat behind the song as a definitive; one, and two and three and four, repeated over and over.

Does this not correlate somewhat to a heart beat?

Take another example, one that was an absolute rager during my schoolies week ( but that’s a story for another time)

b) Martin Garrix’s ‘Animals’.

EVEN LESS emotive, expressive and empathetic language then the previous one.

the entire lyrical analysis of the song can be summarised in four words.

‘ We’re the–F%$#$%# Animals’  x4

I’m not even joking.

I’ve gone into the liberty of finding the actual layout of the song ‘Animals’ to show you the beat at each interval.

Check out the song below; pay special attention to the area circled in yellow.


Nothing too exciting right?

Well, compare this to a standard 3 lead ECG trace. ( heart rate monitor)


Now how is it; that this song alone, from a DJ that’s the same age as myself.  Has more hits than the most successful and influential song  of the 80’s band Queen?


Perhaps it is psychology, or perhaps it is preference.

There’s an excellent article on the psychology of music here>>>

But, It is in my belief that whilst any music can be influential, a lot of it has to do with the subconscious mind.