So, I figured after all the whining I did about how horrible rendering is, the least I could do is share with you what all the fuss was about. Here is my final project for my Materials & Lighting class:
The assignment was to simply texture a scene using multiple methods and light it. I decided to take a short animation I had previously made, with no textures or lighting whatsoever, and take it to the next level. Hands down the worse experience I've had with any final. However, I finally got it finished and to a point where I can be happy with it. Still not quite what I wanted, but good enough.
Showing posts with label Finals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Finals. Show all posts
3.31.2010
3.24.2010
Slumber Party
Last night was very interesting.
I guess, technically, it would have been this morning, but the time of day isn't really important; it's what happened.
I've recently become friends with a girl at school, and over the last few days, this girl - whom we shall call Leigh - and I have found ourselves chatting and texting each other a lot. Two nights ago, during one of our late night text conversations, Leigh mentioned that she was hungry and that I should take her some food. I immediately responded that she should bring me some food. Just a little playful banter that I expected to lead into another conversation. To my surprise, she responded that we should both go out and eat. It was around 1 AM, and the two of us had never done anything aside from a couple of larger group functions. As busy as I was with finals, food sounded good, and soon so we found ourselves at Denny's. That night was great; we talked so much that neither of us had even looked at the menu by the time our server got to out table, we playfully threw trash at each other, and we made each other laugh. I think that's a great night in anyone's book.
However, this post is about last night. Again, it started with a late night conversation, this time online. The time was about 2:00 AM, and we're both still up working on finals. Earlier that day, Leigh's car had broken down, and during out conversation, she mentioned that she wasn't sure how she would get to school. Being the helpful gentleman that I am, I offered that I could pick her up early and we could ride over to school together. Again to my surprise, she responded that I should just go pick her up right now so she could use my bed to sleep since I wouldn't be using it. (Earlier on, I had mentioned that I would be up all night working on finals and wouldn't be getting any sleep.) As shocked as I was, and as tempted as I was with all the possibilities to which this could lead, I tried my best to squash the idea. I did, after all, have a lot of finals to work on, plus the fact that my room was an absolute mess and there would be no way anyone would be seeing it for a long time. After a few more back-and-forths, nothing more was said about her coming over.
At least not for a while.
About 30 minutes later, Leigh said that she was done with her homework, would be taking a quick shower, then I should go pick her up.
I'm sure my mind totally shut down for a moment as it overloaded trying to process the information. Clearly, she was determined on coming over, and I couldn't really say no. After all, it was I who first mentioned riding with me to school the next morning. I immediately jumped up, and spent the next 15 minutes trying my best to clean the living room and bathroom, as well as the computer room where the futon (that I was going to set up for her; I wasn't kidding about no one seeing my room) was located. I brushed my teeth, gave myself a quick check in the mirror, made a few adjustments, sprayed a little body spray, and I left to pick up my soon-to-be guest.
During our night out at Denny's, Leigh had mentioned that her hair is naturally wavy. When I suggested she come to school with wavy hair one day, she told me that the only way someone would see her hair like that is if they stood right next to her bed as she woke up; before she rushed to straighten it. So, you can imagine my surprise when I pulled up and out she comes with wavy hair. I don't know what she was talking about, but she's still gorgeous with wavy hair. I'll admit that some people look better with either wavy or straight hair, but she pulls off both so nicely. She also didn't have on any make-up; another first for my eyes. Again, still beautiful.
When we arrived at my place, my plan was for Leigh to get a few hours of sleep while I worked on my final. She, on the other hand, decided she would simply stay awake with me throughout the night. I didn't mind, of course, but do you have any idea how difficult it is to focus on homework when you have a beautiful girl sitting next to you, just staring at you? Nearly impossible; that difficult. Once I realized that I could just give up getting anything done the rest of the night, we moved over to the futon and just hung out. We sat down, chatted, and joked around. This lead to us laying down next to each other where we continued to goof around, this time including playful poking and tickling.
This went on for a while until, unfortunately, the time came when we had to get ready for school. (Damn school...) Maybe it was just a playful night amongst friends, but damn if it didn't leave me feeling confused. Oh well; I'm too busy with finals to even really think about any of it right now. For now, I'm just going to say it was very unexpected, but also very fun. Not at all a bad way to start the day.
I guess, technically, it would have been this morning, but the time of day isn't really important; it's what happened.
I've recently become friends with a girl at school, and over the last few days, this girl - whom we shall call Leigh - and I have found ourselves chatting and texting each other a lot. Two nights ago, during one of our late night text conversations, Leigh mentioned that she was hungry and that I should take her some food. I immediately responded that she should bring me some food. Just a little playful banter that I expected to lead into another conversation. To my surprise, she responded that we should both go out and eat. It was around 1 AM, and the two of us had never done anything aside from a couple of larger group functions. As busy as I was with finals, food sounded good, and soon so we found ourselves at Denny's. That night was great; we talked so much that neither of us had even looked at the menu by the time our server got to out table, we playfully threw trash at each other, and we made each other laugh. I think that's a great night in anyone's book.
However, this post is about last night. Again, it started with a late night conversation, this time online. The time was about 2:00 AM, and we're both still up working on finals. Earlier that day, Leigh's car had broken down, and during out conversation, she mentioned that she wasn't sure how she would get to school. Being the helpful gentleman that I am, I offered that I could pick her up early and we could ride over to school together. Again to my surprise, she responded that I should just go pick her up right now so she could use my bed to sleep since I wouldn't be using it. (Earlier on, I had mentioned that I would be up all night working on finals and wouldn't be getting any sleep.) As shocked as I was, and as tempted as I was with all the possibilities to which this could lead, I tried my best to squash the idea. I did, after all, have a lot of finals to work on, plus the fact that my room was an absolute mess and there would be no way anyone would be seeing it for a long time. After a few more back-and-forths, nothing more was said about her coming over.
At least not for a while.
About 30 minutes later, Leigh said that she was done with her homework, would be taking a quick shower, then I should go pick her up.
I'm sure my mind totally shut down for a moment as it overloaded trying to process the information. Clearly, she was determined on coming over, and I couldn't really say no. After all, it was I who first mentioned riding with me to school the next morning. I immediately jumped up, and spent the next 15 minutes trying my best to clean the living room and bathroom, as well as the computer room where the futon (that I was going to set up for her; I wasn't kidding about no one seeing my room) was located. I brushed my teeth, gave myself a quick check in the mirror, made a few adjustments, sprayed a little body spray, and I left to pick up my soon-to-be guest.
During our night out at Denny's, Leigh had mentioned that her hair is naturally wavy. When I suggested she come to school with wavy hair one day, she told me that the only way someone would see her hair like that is if they stood right next to her bed as she woke up; before she rushed to straighten it. So, you can imagine my surprise when I pulled up and out she comes with wavy hair. I don't know what she was talking about, but she's still gorgeous with wavy hair. I'll admit that some people look better with either wavy or straight hair, but she pulls off both so nicely. She also didn't have on any make-up; another first for my eyes. Again, still beautiful.
When we arrived at my place, my plan was for Leigh to get a few hours of sleep while I worked on my final. She, on the other hand, decided she would simply stay awake with me throughout the night. I didn't mind, of course, but do you have any idea how difficult it is to focus on homework when you have a beautiful girl sitting next to you, just staring at you? Nearly impossible; that difficult. Once I realized that I could just give up getting anything done the rest of the night, we moved over to the futon and just hung out. We sat down, chatted, and joked around. This lead to us laying down next to each other where we continued to goof around, this time including playful poking and tickling.
This went on for a while until, unfortunately, the time came when we had to get ready for school. (Damn school...) Maybe it was just a playful night amongst friends, but damn if it didn't leave me feeling confused. Oh well; I'm too busy with finals to even really think about any of it right now. For now, I'm just going to say it was very unexpected, but also very fun. Not at all a bad way to start the day.
3.23.2010
Push It to the Limit
Finals are always a stressful time, but this quarter has a new layer of stress. Now instead of just worrying about finishing, I also have to worry I don't ask too much of my computer. I've been working it extra hard lately, and I really hope it can take the heat. So far it's been a trooper, but I know everything has it's breaking point. I've been pushing it to the limit; let's hope I don't push it past the point of no return.
3.21.2010
Finals
Finals = No time for anything else. Hopefully I'll be back (and back to sanity) later this week.
3.19.2010
The Final Countdown, Winter 2010
With the end of today came the end of Week 10 for the Winter Quarter and the realization that there is only one week left until Spring Break. I know this sounds like it should be cause for celebration, but this unfortunately means one last week of absolutely hell as I try to finish up my final projects in time, and to standards with which I am happy. Week 11 means little to no sleep, no free time, high stress, and constant doubting of my talents/creativity.
This is it; only one week to go until freedom. Cue music by Europe.
This is it; only one week to go until freedom. Cue music by Europe.
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