So, yesterday I had my final exam. It was kind of a weird one to end on, done in 22 minutes of a maximum of 90, left the hall at the earliest opportunity (60 mins). This left me with 38 minutes in which to do whatever I wanted, as long as it involved not talking, moving, or looking at anything. So, of course, I figured out a Diamond Square algorithm variant for triangles, and then a variant for cubes and tetrahedrons that provide fractal density maps, or possibly fractal heightmaps over time.
Well, you’ve gotta do something.
Today, in about an hour, I’m moving out of student accomodation. It’s weird to think that it’s been 9 months since I arrived here, red and sweaty from lugging an overburdened suitcase with only one wheel 200 miles down the spine of England. (Although, admittedly, I had a 9 day rest in the middle >.>) It’s even weirder to think that I’ve done a chronological third of my degree. I still remember arriving and running around, trying to get bedding and kitchen stuff before the places closed, and, once I’d gotten them, trying to figure out where I should put them. I mean.. I own a vegetable peeler. And a duvet! Come on, you have to admit, that’s weird.
I keep wondering if I’m going to get an internal montage of events relating to the year, the highs and the lows, like in a movie, but it hasn’t happened yet. Although you probably don’t get a montage if it seems like yesterday, that might be flashback territory.
But, that’s it. Time’s up on this year, and I’m moving in with some friends for the summer. The first year of university has been educational, but a disproportionate amount of the education has been in life, rather than in computer science. I’m going to put that down to prior education. I get my results on 18/07, so, in a month, I’ll know how I’ve done. I’m feeling fairly confident on this one.
Almost everything I own (excepting 2 20l boxes that’re still sitting in my old bedroom at my parents’ house) is currently sitting on or direct next to my new old bed. I’m waiting for the call to say that the car’s arrived. Time to move on, and the weather couldn’t be better(!)
