In every class there is always a select group of people that have to make their situation seem far more dire than the person sitting next to them.
In their eyes they are the martyrs of art, sacrificing hours of sleep, food and money in order to provide--oh wait! Shit everything went to waste. All is wrong with the world and the Gods are set up against you solely to provide you weeks worth of nothing because your computer became downtrot. Sobbing and tears ensue and the entire blooming class has to here it.
Welcome to my advanced materials and lighting class. I've been fortunate and smarter enough that when I would be at work or not at home my computer would be rendering non-stop. My computer was on, miserable and rendering for three straight days. (Poor thing.)
I wish I could say that I am done but I'm not. Currently at the school watching digital paint dry with a fellow groupmate who was patient enough to re-take the scene re-vise it and make it so that the renders are just as good in half the time. I am in awe, he was a trooper and we're revising this so that we can pass this damn class. (if the Computer Gods let us.)
Today was a weird day. I keep having these out of body experiences where I dont quite focus on what it feels like to be in my body, except the fatigue. The exhaustion my body is holding to despite a two hour nap. In the last two days I have had 8 hours of sleep,if you heard it in my voice you would most likely notice how rehearsed I sound. My chapped lips and my crackly voice symbolizing that in a few years time I just might resemble Gollum, eh well .We had a good run didn't we looks?
Alas, Seattle has been accomodating. The weather is cold and grey in the middle of june and I sort of like it. At least no one else is having a ton of fun while I'm choking and coughing up finals like the black plague.
After today no stress, all my homework will have been turned in and I will be a happy camper.
Let's get some fuckin french toast!
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