user scenario

Juanita is a nineteen year old first year OCAD student. She feels as if she gave up a lot to attend the university, hoping it would be just the thing she needed to push her into the world of design. Lately, though, she has been finding many of her classes unsatisfying and irrelevent, and is desperate to express her creative urges in a situation where she will not be graded or critically analyzed. She knows nearly nobody in Toronto, or Canada, at that, and aside from the class system is also supremely disappointed with the social aspects of the school. Canadians, she finds, are so quiet and reserved that it is impossible to get them to let down their guard-- she always feels as if she is talking to only one side of them, and it is not the artist side. The only person she has made a real friendship with is Ling Ling, who admitted to her past indiscretions, and opening up from her usual meek persona.

Disenchanted in the middle of the afternoon, March 26th, after yet another intro-level class, she hangs her head low and begins her walk home to her Queen West loft, intending on curling into her boyfriends arms and once again discuss her disappointment and frustration with the teaching methods of the university. She puts on her coat and scarf, sighs, and thinks about how her hometown probably doesn't have 40cm of snow currently falling in the middle of the spring. As she leaves OCAD, she hears a noise she is not used to hearing so close to school: laughter. She looks around for the source and finds herself walking into Butterfield Park, where her peers seem to be having a terribly good time. Upon further inspection, it seems that the ground and benches of the park have been painted with chalkboard paint, and her classmates are crawling around, making their own temporary mark on the space. The meshing of tastes, artistic talents, and personalities in an active way is what she has been waiting for. Instead of going home to mope, Juanita calls her boyfriend and her best friend, Ling Ling, and urges them to meet her for an afternoon of lighthearted nostalgia, as she picks up a green piece of chalk and begins drawing a hopscotch court.