Respond!

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll challenge you to try something.
3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you.
4. I'll tell you something I like about you.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this in your journal.

Results are in!

After handing in one piece of coursework today, I got the results from another.

For those of you who aren't aware, this particular coursework involved making flowers. This is how mine turned out:





The colour could be changed. Each flower is unique in a lot of ways, dynamically generated and you could have as many flowers as you want. They also animated, blowing in the wind.

Here's the results:



Winnar!

Coursework 2

Since I got back from Ireland, I've been pretty busy with coursework. Due to the ol' Lappy being out of action, I couldn't do a lot over Christmas so I had to work my arse off since I got back.
Which hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be.

The objective was to create a "3D City", which comprised of at least 2 houses, 2 road signs, 2 lamp posts and a crossroads.
Things like texturing, lighting etc. were not required and listed as "possible extras".

In about 3 days, I managed to go from this:


to this:



Even managed to add a couple of nice effects, like fog:



and the big one, lighting:



That was a pain in the arse too, but I think it was worth the trouble.

Overall, I'm pretty happy with how it's turned out, it's not due in until Monday so I have a good bit of breathing space to tweak it and stuff.

By working my arse off during the week, I pretty much have a free weekend which already has went rather well. On Friday night, Nicci came down for a nice big programming session, which was good fun and we managed to achieve a lot, so I'm glad she came down. Now she's went home, so I'm probably going to fiddle a bit more with the OpenGL coursework (see above) and maybe get a start on the next coursework.
Just got one more coursework to get out of the way by next friday and I can relax again. Awesome.

Stupid chargers

Since the last update, I got a replacement charger for my laptop. Which died some 2 or 3 days later.
So I'm still suck on this crappy old thing, despite having piles of coursework to get through.
Oh well.

Things did get moderately better around here since then. New years was fun, watching most of my friends get drunk off their face and proceed to vomit everywhere. Good ol' Dave managed to chunder while the fireworks were still goiong off, at 00:03. What a tit.

Then on thursday of this week, we all went out for a steak together. That was pretty aweseome and they all showed up for once, too. Shocked, I was. Shocked.

And that's Christmas over with for another year, I finally get back to liverpool tomorrow. Can't wait, this place really sucks at times.
And I'm really pissed about the laptop, this old computer can't really handle much, I don't know how I used it for so many years without screaming. I can't watch a video unless it's fully streamed, I can't even play a simple SNES game without lag, I mean what the hell?
All I can really do for entertainment when on this thing is either do coursework and revision (tch, yeah right) or talk to Jen and Nicci on MSN. Or whoever else decides to message me. But even then, THAT lags. I miss my computer. By this time tomorrow I'll hopefully be on a bus back to my humble abode at marybone.
Don't worry, Uber, daddy's comin'!

I have issues, I know.

Now I'm just sitting here procrastinating, all my women have apparently vanished as I wait to go visit my brother. Yey.

Stupid BQFH

Seems everyone but me had a good Christmas. I suppose I can't complain, I mean nothing overly bad happened, just having to sit in HER presence annoyed me.
From the moment I got back, she's barely spoken more than 2 words to me and that's usually either to tell me to shut up or to, as far as I can tell, destroy whatever little hope I had left of having a decent Christmas.
I never noticed before just how much she loves the sound of her own voice. I also didn't appreciate her constantly telling my dad how he's lucky he has her. I mean maybe I'm just being cynical because I despise her so much, but more and more it seems like she's always trying to convince my dad that he can't live without her.
And now that I'm not around, she doesn't bother even speaking to me because I'm "out of the way", so to speak.
Hell, almost every time I tried to say something, she'd just interrupt me and talk about something else. Some things never change.
So most of it was spent sitting there being quiet, slowly eating my dinner while BQFH made herself heard.

The food was nice though and although I didn't get very much else, I did get a fair bit of money, about £180.

That'll help pay for the new Laptop charger, since a couple of hours ago I somehow managed to destroy the one I had. So right now I'm using the old, old computer. The computer I opened this very LJ on. The computer I used when I met most of the people that read this. More memories.

Oh well, despite the fact that I had, for lack of a better term, a pretty crappy Christmas, I'm still glad I have all that I do have. There's a lot of people out there who don't have any family, or a lot of money, or even a full stomach at this time of year so if I did complain, it'd be stupid.

New year's on Sunday/monday, that should be fun. Going to go out and have a laugh with friends, then it's only a week until I get home to Liverpool.

Huh

Amazing. BQFH just informed me, with a smile on her face I might add, that my Dad is on anit-depressants. On Christmas Eve. Less than one hour before Christmas Day, in fact.

Well, that's Christmas ruined. What a bitch.

I hate this place.

*sigh*

Ok.
So.

I'm FINALLY back in Ireland, but it took a shit load longer than it should have.

Remember that second flight we were moved onto? Well, we arrived a couple of hours before it was due and checked in. This time we got our boarding passes and such and it was looking good.

Was.

Just before it was due to take off, we were kindly informed that it was delayed. By an hour and 20mins. W00t.
But it gets better.
90mins later, they told us to come to the gate. Yey? No. Not yey. They just wanted to group us all together so they could tell us that our flight had been cancelled. Again.

So another hour of queuing to get our luggage back and get transferred onto ANOTHER flight, except this time we had to go all the way to fucking Newcastle for it.
So, we sat around for about...4 hours, just waiting for the coach to arrive, then it was another 5 hours on that piece of shit, listening to a bunch of drunken twats singing and shouting the whole way there. I still managed to get one of their phone numbers somehow >_<

Eventually we get to the complimentary hotel, at about 06:00. Of course we had to leave at about 10:30, but it was better than nothing.

Then...the flight, which was at 12:50...got delayed.....thankfully it was only about 20mins though. I finally, FINALLY got home at about 15:30.

For what was supposed to be a simple, 35min flight, it took a grand total of 47Hours from the original time I left.

Rapings all around, that I promise. You horny bastards.