Sarah Rules

On Saturday I attended the “Big Cheese” event at Potterrow.

It was acutally awesome. I went with Scott and his flat mates and then saw Alec and his mates there too. Hurrah for meeting people while you’re out. A good time was being had chatting but then, out of the corner of my eye I saw a glint of metal.

What was that? Was it someone dressed up as a robot? Surely it wasn’t…it was! There was someone dressed up in foiled cardboard boxes, silver body paint and random flashing lights. That person was better than anynoe else here, they had to know.

I wandered over to them and shook their hand. Then the robot said something to me, “Wiseman”. Eh? The robot knew my name? I then looked beyond the silver face and realised it was Kat Oatey. Excellent, I knew the robot! My first question was obviously why was she dressed like she was? Apparently it was Karen’s birthday fancy dress outing.

5 minutes later and I was dancing with a robot, a ninja turtle (Raphael) and two smurfs, all with body paint. That basically meant that at the end of the night (which came early because I was working the next day) I had random silver, green and blue splotches over my face and arms.

Brilliant night.

I now own an N64 again. Woohoo, I love it. I am currently in the process of finding all the old games I used to have. I need to buy another controller so I can beat everyone at F Zero X and Golden Eye.

I’m writing this in the lab after having completed a practical. We’re in the second week of lectures now and I must admit, after my initial enthusiasm for them, I’m gradually getting more tired by them already. Although I am forcing myself to take thousands of notes which is definitely helping. But that’s no different from last year. Thankfully though, one other thing hasn’t changed about my attitude to all this: I was just sat here for two hours doing the programming practical and I enjoyed every minute of it. Sort of.

I’m still on the right course for me. Huzzah.