I'm still busy typing away at stuff until Friday, but until then I think it's important that I keep in touch so people won't think I'm dead and start to fight over things I've lent them.
Let's see, I had my design presentation on Saturday. Before then, I was busy finishing off my A1 boards and my A5 design journal and subsquently I was up for about 48 hours straight, save a couple of micronaps while other people were presenting. I didn't feel like sleeping much until sometime in the afternoon when all the caffeine I had consumed was starting to wear off, but I recovered in time to present.
Afterwards I believe my sleeping schedule was something along the lines of:
- Saturday night, 8.30 - 12.30
- Sunday morning, 1.30 - 5.10
- Sunday morning, 5.20 - 2.00pm
- Sunday afternoon, 5.00 - 7.00
By the end of it I wasn't completely sure what day it was. Every day seemed like Sunday to me. Unfortunately I compared notes with other people in my class and someone had beaten me by sleeping a full 24 hours straight, her parents thought she had lapsed into some sort of coma.
I think that's all the time I have for the now, will update in the not too distant future with a proper match report. In the meantime let me dazzle you with the random stuff I've been doing these past few weeks.
And now for yet another in this anti homework series of procrastinatory based posts.
Is my sense of irony reading too much into the fact that the official NRL song for this year happens to contain lyrics about the protagonist having a one night stand with a mysterious woman who he "never saw again, but that was alright"? The moral of the story is that I should never listen to pop song lyrics ever again, lest it rot my brains.
As for real news, doomsday is fast approaching and I only have a shonky umbrella for cover. My design is rapidly coming to a close, but not nearly rapidly enough. I'm going to start studying for my exam tomorrow in the hopes that I can at least get a pass. I went out and borrowed a few more books to help with my essay but I really don't know how well I can make it all gel together in a week and a bit. Yea, I'm downgrading my expectations for my other subjects which isn't really the best thing to do. Design had better be bloody worth it.
Lastly, the University has released yet another revised grading system. My only question is: in this age of the Internet infiltrating both popular and unpopular culture, when will we see an "Epic Fail" grade where your results are delivered by the Twitter Fail Whale? I might be needing one of those soon...
Still no time to write anything overly substantial, not that said quality was ever really present to begin with. Still, it's 2am and thanks to my everlasting commitments to uni I don't feel like sleeping just yet. I don't know how regular people pull it off really.
Here's a nice photo I took early on in the semester where I didn't actually have all that much to store. Can't say there's too much time to actually play now, though I did manage to have a quick hit out the other day. Made a rotten effort of it really... I'm either blaming the fading afternoon sunlight or I've completely forgotten how to read a ball.
This is partially what I do with my waking hours now. assembling computer generated, laser cut models that don't actually work because the material is so lousy at doing anything. Unfortunately the alternative is MDF, a product widely promoted as the next asbestos. In fact I'm pretty certain I had some MDF for dinner in class tonight, fun times.
If we really can be helped we'd probably go to Nando's or KFC for some refreshing chicken grease. They make the best products to ever come out of mashing a chicken into little pieces for our nourishment. Given the chance though, I'd try and get some red meat instead... unless you want Sam Neill coming after you dressed like his character in Event Horizon, sans eyes claiming that we were meant to eat red meat while tearing chunks of flesh off you and dancing some sort of jig. What a nice thought to finish on...