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Placeholder!

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Hey guys. Been a looong time since I updated. I'm on a dA hiatus of sorts since I haven't written much beyond private collaboration lately.

If you'd like to keep up with me, here's my tumblr: aurora-storm.tumblr.com/
It'll have music, reblogs, art, and random general thoughts.

If you know me personally, feel free to request my Facebook (gasp!)... yes, I've had one for a few months now.

Cheers!
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University

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I really like this University.

I might hate some of my required classes, but damn if I'm not finding spontaneity and unrepressed joy in the general atmosphere of this place.

My psychology professor is awesome. He collects British film and telly and I'm welcome to it whenever I'd like. Also to go out for a beer with him if I'd like. I enjoy economics, and my professor for that is awesome too. He tells stories and doesn't afraid of anyone walking out in the middle of a lecture, because no one would rightly want to. My chemistry professor is a wonderful absent minded German, who off hand knows the chemical formulas for things like chloroform or other fun toxins. My stats professor is... boring, but seems like a nice person. My math professor is cute, and geeky, and keeps mentioning old films and plays and Arrested Development.

I have someone who sits beside me in Psych, and a semi-partner for my Chem lab. It's a lot easier to talk to people. You all have at least a little in common.

My TAs are helpful. I visit the Chem help room at least twice a week to go over my assignments. Everyone is nice, and they seem fairly patient.

There are events going on in QUAD, constantly. Once I snagged free pancakes before Psych - they were for Occupational Therapy (which I actually already knew about, since I'd done an Internship for Glenrose in grade 11). Today they had Fire Prevention Week bits set up. I talked to a Firefighter and got some common sense redrilled into me. I took 14 seconds to extinguish a fire (which is OKAY. I won't die). I joined an impromptu Zumba class in the middle of QUAD, near the fire prevention stuff. They were playing "The Floor Is On Fire (we don't need no water let it burn let it burn)". I adore irony. There's always something going on.
Coffee is expensive, and 90% of the machines charge you an extra 35 cents for using debit. But you contend with it. You learn to embrace it. On most days, I love it. I feel almost bipolar there - I can sit stumped for an hour in my math lab, leave absolutely miserable and exhausted, and then have a day like this - a day where everything seems so full of life and sun that I want to stop and admire everything. It's wonderful, and compelling, and I have to work at this harder than I have been - but next year, next year will be even more brilliant than this year.

This all makes me realize I'm more spontaneous and full of life than I thought. I just need the right atmosphere, the right environment. It's the perfect balance between fluidity and structure.
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Tumblr

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I'm going to go ahead and link you all to my tumblr. It's a mess of music, reblogs, science, politics, and my personal interests.

aurora-storm.tumblr.com/

I update here and there, sporadic at best. But, I do update! It's a little more than I can say for dA at the moment.
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Math

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Run away and die in a ditch

That is all.
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People

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I'm not sure what inspires me to reach out to people. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say it's actually easier in real life than online. In real life, there's an entire environment that can inspire you to strike up conversation. There are buildings, local situations, objects, the other person, even weather, if you need a default. You already share location, you can already make some perception on how they're feeling, what kind of person they might be based on what they're doing and how they act.

Guy, for instance. I was walking to Macs to drop some mail and to grab a slushie and exchange a lotto ticket for my mom. I'm passing by a house when an older gentleman hauls out some trash to the curb, and he's got quite a pile already. There are thick bundles of carpet, so I ask him if he's been renovating.

You see what I did? There was an object, something tangible that I could seize on and easily communicate about.

When I came back, I hung around the block because I could hear him shuffling around and I wanted to offer him my help. He said I was awful considerate, the first person in my life I think to accuse me of being "sensible" after a short conversation about life and things within life. Since he was clearing out the basement after he felt need to evict his daughter, he gave me a couple of her things, like new, really, that were gonna end up in a landfill.

But that's not really quite my point. My point is that trying to communicate online is like dunking your head into a room full of buckets. You can tell a little bit about the buckets because you can sort of see their colour and a little bit of what's floating on top at the moment, but once you decide to stick your hands around in there..

No, that's not the metaphor I want either.

People are difficult. With a little emotional empathy and basic human understanding, you can read a person. You can read their words, too, but you're not given the full flavour of what they're feeling. You don't know the best way to approach them, or talk to them, sometimes even if you know them personally. Sometimes someone wants some attention, and you really go out there and try to lend them an ear, but you're just not the person they're looking for.

I think sometimes they don't really appreciate when someone is honest to goodness trying their best to give them a little of whatever they actually need, or they can just do without your particular brand of communication.

It's real disappointing when someone you used to admire in some way just shuts down when you talk to them. People who you could only admire from afar are so easy to contact, and as such you're open to people who you would probably never actually be able to hold a conversation with in the real world. Who you coincidentally can't seem to hold conversation with online either. Or maybe you could in real life, who knows. The internet offers us a screen-thick mask, and we really don't have to communicate a damn thing if we don't feel like it. Which is just... unfortunate, sometimes. I guess I'm a little sore because I can lurk to the edges of places as much as I'd like, but I can never seem to get into the thick of things like the artists or the writers or the big personalities do. It's just... annoying, actually. It can kinda hurt, which is probably what bothering to type any of this boils down to.
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