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[Mar. 24th, 2006|10:56 pm] |
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| | The Wombles theme is playing in my head. I have no idea why. | ] |
Yesterday was… interesting.
I woke up at seven to get to my nine o’clock lecture. Again, OOP managed to be one of my more interesting subjects, with me actually taking notes instead of simply falling asleep.
In the hour between the lecture and the tute, I tried to complete some of the lab work, but instead spent the time uploading the notes from the morning’s lecture (including coding the formatting), and then went out to chat with assorted people.
I completed the assessable lab work, but couldn’t understand the work well enough to feel comfortable answering the tutor’s questions, so I didn’t get it marked. Sigh.
The tute was fairly inane. Justin1 and I both managed to complete not only the set task, but also the silly bonus tasks he gave us. I only slightly copied from my notes. *Halo*
After the tute, I had an hour until Steson was due to turn up. I spent the time chatting to Gab, Kate, Eleni, Liz, and James, getting bored, wandering off to chat to Ros, and returning. A couple of times over.
At 3 o’clock, Maikha and Justin1 turned up and the group decided to go get food. As we were heading off, Steson messaged me to say that couldn’t make it. Damn that boy. I was carrying around his book for the afternoon.
We headed to Star Bar, and I was made uncomfortable by the number of smokers within close vicinity. Damn, I hate my cough. It makes those around me look like they fear for their own mortality, or something. On one of my trips out of the building to get some fresh air, I saw Justin’s school friend, complete with private school uniform. I didn’t recognise him specifically, but I remembered roughly who he was from last week, so I went up to him and asked if he wanted me to go tell Justin he was there. He agreed, so I sighed and went back to the interior.
Liz tried to ask the bar tender if they’d let us smuggle him in, but they wouldn’t, so Justin hurried through his drink and left. The rest of us hung around, various people wandering off as they had to get home or to work or whatever. Liz had a total blonde moment at one point:Gab: Yeah, he must be mid to late twenties…
Liz: Nah, he can’t be! He’s only a few years older than me!
Group: ...
Mm: ...And your point is…?
Liz: *Facepalm* I forgot I’m turning 24 this year... When it was just Liz, Gab, Maikha and I, (and Gab wanting to go home), we started heading back towards Central. Liz went and dropped her bags in at her work, so she didn’t have to carry them for the next half hour. Gab went to Central, Maikha tagged along behind Liz and me as we started towards the Glasshouse Bar.
When we were roughly opposite the Co-Op, I ran into Richard. I promised to catch the others up, and chatted him for a while. He said that he was intending on heading to Bar Ace to meet up with some primary school friends. He seemed amused by my reaction to that. “It is so seedy. I hate it, but I think you’ll like it.” I commandeered him for a little while, and we wandered back to the Glasshouse. Maikha was sitting at a table, with Liz off somewhere. I needed to head to my locker (to drop of Steson’s damn book – I’m not going to let you forget that, boyo. :P.), so I gave Richard a quick tour of the building on the way. I went to show off Building 10, and on the way, we ran into Chris Mulligan. While we were chatting, Liz rang to find out where I’d vanished to. They decided to head to Macca’s for a quick bite to eat; I said I’d join them once I’d said goodbye to Liz.
Since it was on the way to work, she came with me to Macca’s and grabbed a drink. She leant me ten bucks to buy some food, and we chatted with the boys. When she had to head off, since Richard had no idea where he was going, she agreed to guide him to Bar Ace.
Once I’d finished eating (but clutching my Coke), I headed over to the Loft. They weren’t really ready to begin, despite it being ten past six or so. I offered to help with the decorations, and spent time blu-tacking streamers to the railing outside. While I was doing so, both Justin2 and Andrew2 walked past. Andrew had blown his drinking money on purchasing a poncho to suit the theme, and was quite distressed when everyone else was dressed as they did for the day.
We sat around inside and chatted to a handful of BITs. That went on for the majority of the evening, with me taking occasional breaks to chat to Ros and the guys from EGG. Tom turned up eventually, and then left an hour or two later. Andrew went home, declaring that he needed to be awake enough for the morning’s Networking lecture.
I went and watched with amusement as people ate a succession of chillis in order to earn a free drink. The EGG president, Nick, managed to wheedle a drink pass even though he didn’t win, claiming that it burned all the way down (Imagine it in a still-broad Chicago accent). And, later, as three of them attempted to pin the tail on Eeyore, having had a shot of tequila mixed with Tabasco. They also had a piñata, which was strung from the ceiling with CAT5 cable, and bashed with a kendo stick.
Justin decided that he wanted to be in no coherent state for the Networking lecture in the morning, so he loudly offered to eat one of the leftover ultra-hot chillis from the competition if someone purchased him a tequila shot. One of the guys that I can’t remember the name of took him up on his offer, so I watched with a mixture of admiration and horror as he proceeded to do so. Maybe twenty minutes later, he had to run to the station to catch a train home.
At around 10:30, I thought that I probably should get going as well. So I said goodbye to the assorted people that I knew, and walked over to Railway Square in the rain, to wait for the bus. When I got there, I sighed to realise that I’d just missed a bus, and the next one wasn’t due for a good half hour. There wasn’t anything that could be done, though, so I just had to wait it out. I utilised the time sending an SMS or two to Justin to make sure he was ok. Mm: Hey, is your throat feeling any better yet?
Justin: Thrnat? Jinda. My head is gonna hurt tho in thd morn mdtkinks. (Note: that is exactly how it appeared on my phone. He got slightly more sober later in the exchange.)
I managed to get home around 11:30, and basically collapsed straight into bed, around 11:45. I was still awake at midnight, and then woke up at two in the morning. I sighed, and managed to get back to sleep until just before my alarm at seven AM.
I got up and had a bath, got dressed, had breakfast, and generally got ready for Uni. When Dad and I were halfway to the bus stop, I realised that I’d forgotten my Networking booklet. I called Mum, and begged her to pick it up for me.
I arrived about 8:20 for my 9 am lecture. Since I’d left Tristian at uni (and hence not had internet access since two pm the previous day), I went and checked my email before heading over to the lecture theatre. I was about to go in, and realised they’d blocked off the entrance I was intending on using, so I had to go back around the other way.
I didn’t even begin to bother in the lecture. I actually started typing this. In the hour, I managed to complete up to late in the CompSoc Fiesta. At the end of it, I went to go retrieve my booklet from my mother, and then went and hid out in one of the labs to try and make myself understand the Networking content. I didn’t really get much done. I read through a bit, and then Liz turned up, and we spent time editing things on the BScIT forums instead. That basically went on until fifteen minutes before the lab was due to begin, when we met up with the Justins and James and Gab, who were either playing giant chess or watching the others. We went and chatted with them for ten minutes or so, and then headed back for our lab.
The lab was extremely frustrating. We were constructing cables. There weren’t enough materials to go around, so there was always somebody waiting less than patiently for this or that tool, and when you thought you’d got it right, it still wouldn’t work. Justin2 had something like four tries, and finally flung the thing across the room in an uncharacteristic fit of rage. I only barely crimped it by the end of the session. This was probably not helped by the fact that I went out to try and find some Coke halfway through. The machine refused to accept my $2 and then ate my ten cent coin, much to my frustration, so I left empty handed.
At the end of the lab, we all agreed that we needed to get away from things with screens long enough to clear our heads. We headed over to the Union eateries, and got some hot chips. We sat in the Glasshouse Bar, chatting and eating, and trying not to think. We eventually agreed that we needed to head back and do the online test.
Gab came along and told us all the answers. It made me feel vaguely guilty, especially since he went through them so fast I didn’t even have time to read the questions, but it got it over and done with fast. We spent the next hour or so messing around in the forums, getting Justin2 to implement ideas as we came with them. Gab and Justin1 managed to badger Justin2 into setting up a ‘Pub’ sub-forum (and giving them co-moderator status over it), in order to prevent them turning every single thread alcohol-related. Liz and I spent the time adding things like assessments to the forum’s calendar. …And ANZAC Day, since it was an American-based forum that didn’t automatically add Australian holidays. Gab and Justin1 went off looking for alcohol.
We got kicked out eventually, because the lab was being used for a class. We sat around in the charcoal chairs and waited for James’ download to finish. Once it did so, we all (Justin2, Liz, James, and I) agreed to going out and getting some exercise or something. I dropped Tristian into my locker, and then we wandered down George Street.
We wound up in Star Bar (despite Justin’s objections), and sat around (on the top level, thank god). None of us drank alcohol, for various reasons - James and I because we don't, Liz because she had to work, and Justin because... I think he was feeling broke. We chatted until Liz had to leave for work at around 8PM. It was pouring outside, and she hadn’t actually been dry all day, so her teeth were definitely chattering by the time we pushed her through the relevant door. The rest of us continued along. James stopped at a bus stop, Justin headed towards Central, and I went back to Uni to pick up Tristian.
I had to wait a good half hour or more for the bus for the second time in two days. This time there were lots of men in blue uniforms wandering around checking people’s tickets on the buses. Eventually the bus came, and since it was a new bus of that particular era, I managed to get the seat-and-a-half at the front. Yay.
I got home around 9:30, said hello to my parents, and then went to complete this entry. Since I haven’t eaten since those chips at 2:30 or whenever it was, I probably should go have dinner. See you again.
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