Dima's NonFic Writing blog

     Procrastination that everyone as Uni students is probably familiar with, and has at least at some point in some way decided that, actually, what you need to do that day could wait. We’ve all written something that was due that night just hours before the due date approached. As odd as it sounds for me, procrastination has always been a sort of motivator, whenever an assignment seems as though it would take a lot of effort and I didn’t feel up to the task, I knew that I could always do it later. But once later comes there is no choice but to sit down and get through the assignment. The stress of the deadline allows for a simple and undebatable motivation to do the work, because I can’t do it later. For this reason procrastination has always been in my tool set of strategies to complete work that can’t just be mindlessly trudged through.      For me procrastination isn’t just a result of laziness and sloth, though that is sometimes a reason for holding o...

     Regret is an emotion that, by its own definition, we do not want to experience. To look back at your life and think that it could have been better had you done something different is both a useless but infuriating series of thoughts. Yet, as my life moves forward I can’t help but feel regret for my semi-intentional under-informedness.     As I was growing up the question “What do you want to do when you grow up” was asked of me, a lot. Of course, such a question is unreasonable to ask, as children barely even have a concept of what work is, and making such an opinion is ultimately just guessing. Yet, as a child, I had made a decision, quite fervently even, about what I was going to be doing in the future, engineering.     Did I know what engineering was? Kind of. Was I actually interested in the process of designing? Not really. Did I watch YouTubers like Mark Rober and play with Legos giving me the impression that engineering was m...

     Ever since it’s begun to be noticed by those outside of its own specialized online spaces I’ve been embarrassed by my past obsession with World War 2 tanks. It seems like a weird subject to be obsessed with, but my interest broadly followed the trends of the internet.      When I was younger I was always interested in war-adjacent media, it made up a lot of the games and toys which I played with, but about mid-way through middle school my interest grew more specific. I got a computer, allowing me to play games which I could previously watch only, like War Thunder. War Thunder is a game about vehicle combat, where you begin in the interwar era, as you play you slowly advance to vehicles further along through history. I became more interested in the tanks themselves over the gameplay, and began to consume content about the vehicles I was spending the most time playing, World War 2 vehicles. It started out with a youtube video here or there, but eventual...