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Back to university // trust
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Today was my first day back at university after the winter break, and I have to say that I am so glad to be back. I need the extra structure in my life that it offers right now. Without it, I still drift back into my old behavioural patterns of doing nothing all day and having my sleep patterns drift later and later. Having things to do and places to be drastically reduces that, so yay.

It was also nice to catch up with my friends. I spent about an hour and a half discussing mental health and the fuckwits of the earth with Francesca when we were meant to be working, so oops. But not to worry. And the quote of the day:

Dave: They say that there's a fine line between genius and insanity
Me: I don't actually think that there's any line at all
Elizabeth: gestures at me case in point.

Yes, I'm egotistical.

And I'm trying to be enthusiastic about my classes. 103 is electromagnetism, which could be either very good or very bad. It's one of the areas that I've always had a few problems with understanding in the past, but I think that may partly be due to the teaching, and I also think that I'm actually a better learner now than I was last times I did it. The lecturer for that course also seemed to be good and interesting. 113 is something of a mixed bag, covering series, matrices and probability, but they're all relatively interesting, so that's OK, and it will be nice to actually be able to remember how Taylor series work again. We have Yet Another foreign guy with a hard to understand accent though. This is the third lecturer for 11x that we've had, and they've all been like that. And that's what we have at 09:00 on Mondays. Yay. Then there's 133, which is waves and oscillations, which is one of my most hated topics in the history of everything. But on the plus side, we have another good lecturer for that, so it might not be too tedious. So that's not too bad overall.

Long, long day tomorrow, but then if everything goes according to plan, I'm going to be taking wednesdays off up until I move, which will give me a mid-week recharge, which should lessen the effects of the Evil Commute From Hell.

And in other news, I've come to the conclusion that I don't trust my mother. The reason for this is that she treats me, in some ways, as if I was about 6. For instance, I am a very picky eater. There are various reasons for this. One of them is that I have very discerning tastebuds, and can taste and dislike even small amounts of a disliked substance in my food. Another is that I am, historically, reluctant to try new things. Recently, I'm more willing to try things, but still with caution. So, the other day, my mum asks me if I like roast onions. "I don't know" "want to try some?" "OK". So I try them, and I don't really like them. They're far too sweet, and I really don't like sweet things with savoury things. So, a few days later, in conversation, it turns out that my mum put a small amount of sugar on them to help them caramelise. And then she deliberately didn't tell me this, because she didn't think I'd try them if I knew this. Well yes, you're right that I wouldn't. I'd have had a good reason not to do so. She knows that I don't like sweet things with savoury things. And she knows that I can taste small amounts of ingredients in things. And yet she thinks that pretending that everything is fine is for the best. Whereas the net result is that I have absolutely no clue whether I like onions roasted without sugar to help them caramelise, and yet have a somewhat increased reluctance to ever try them again. It also means that I don't think I can trust information that I get from my mum when it comes to making decissions (there was another incident along similar lines recently that involved her deliberately misleading me, rather than just omiting information, which I'm not going to mention because then Id need to protect this entry). What I don't know will, in fact, hurt me, because I'll figure it out later. I'd rather know right from the start and be able to make a rational decission, thank you.

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Sugar on onions? *pulls a face* ewww. Onions are naturally sweet when cooked - you don't need to add extra. I like roast onions, with a bit of salt and black pepper sprinkled on top to add savoury. Sod caramelising, it's the taste that matters.

/me realizes he doesn't actually know what you're studying. I'm guessing Electrical Engineering?

Physics. So vaguely close. But then if you'd said history given those classes then I'd have been quite worried.

Well, for what it's worth, you probably wouldn't like caramelized onions with other food, since they would have been sweet whether or not your mother had added sugar to them.

I'm sorry your mother tries to trick you that way. Sigh.

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