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| I was really looking forward to this semester. A blowoff class for a required cultural elective, a game development class where I could work on a project and learn to make a game, an easy seminar class, an interesting sounding computer science class, a moderately unchallenging online tech writing class, and software engineering, which is supposedly not terribly challenging. It was to be my last real semester before I graduated at the end of summer.
The blowoff requires significant effort and I suspect I've gotten lucky on the tests, but it's still not bad.
In game development I've learned almost nothing about game development. A lot of that is my fault for choosing to do the coding for collision detection, which is purely backend and also has ended up being a pain in the ass.
I may have turned in one too few reports in the seminar which means I'd fail. Whatever, it turned out that a class I needed to take over the summer won't be offered so I have to take it next fall. Despite the fact that I explicitly made and appointment and asked my advisor if it mattered which of these two classes that were offered at the same time I should take. fucking bullshit.
Where was I, oh yeah, the interesting sounding cs class. It has taught me, first and foremost, that going to class, paying attention, participating actively, and learning all the fucking material and understanding it doesn't necessarily mean I'm going to pass the fucking class. I swear to god, once I graduate from this shit I am never going to go to school again.
software engineering I've just missed a lot because it's at 9:10 which is kind of early and so I've missed a good portion of quizzes which are 25% of the grade. the final is another 25%. good chance I'll fail and I might care but fuck it there are other classes I can fail that I didn't fuck up in so why should I care about any of them.
I'm just really fed up with school and, for good measure, living. | | |
| Pretty goddamn drunk. Mostly finished off the vodka I bought back when hurricane Ike came around. Drunk enough to go upstairs and see what those guys were up to because typically they make some noise and it sounded like they had some level of party going on. They did. Decent night, I'd say. Had some talks with Tim until he went to bed out of consideration for having to work come morning.
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| I have far surpassed the coolness of that other picture.
  
darker raytraced scenes look better than bright ones. Never did get affine transformations working correctly for god knows what reason even though I spent more time on that one little part of the assignment than all the rest of it combined. Oh well, made up a lame scene for that requirement where it's not really apparent that it's not quite right.
Went to world festival or something in Bryan today with capoeira class. Was a bit rough only having four people but we did a decent demo an a little stage and then had some fun playing in front of the Brazil booth. I got a lot better at playing berimbau today, kind of spontaneously. Still kills my pinky to do it for long but I can play it pretty well before that. Saw a Lamborghini Diablo on the way back.
fairly eventful day
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| christ raytracing is fucking cool
look at dem fucken spheres and infinite planes
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| I'm pretty awesome at school when I go to class.
Computer graphics is fun but I'm not good at math.
Detroit Metal City was an incredible show.
I don't really have a life.
e: the last several months of entries I made aren't nearly as emo and uninteresting as I recall them being. I probably forced myself to be tactful, which was a good call I think. As a result some things are vague and I can't remember what I was talking about. | | |
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holy crap look i made a link
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