Jun 24 2005

In a sud­den bout of enthu­siasm for my blog, I deci­ded to create another jour­nal entry. Yes, once again I am going to talk about my life. Over the past week or so I have gra­dually inc­lu­ded all the old cute-news posts I made from 2003 to the end of last year, in doing so I got quite sen­ti­men­tal, rea­ding about the anno­ying lady on the bus, the pineap­ple squash adven­ture and the start of uni­ver­sity. I was also sad that I hadn’t kept up my wri­ting and writ­ten more about my time at university.

Well, as men­tio­ned in a pre­vious post, I have suc­cess­fully finished my exams and con­se­quen­tially my second year at War­wick Uni­ver­sity. The year star­ted off rather slow, I was lear­ning some basic modu­les that were overly sim­ple and all things I’d done before, i.e. c++ pro­gram­ming and how a diode works. My lec­tu­res were dull; I really had no exci­ting labs and most of the time I was at my Lea­ming­ton home pla­ying on Xbox live. I’d tra­vel in for a “star­ting a busi­ness” module and tra­vel home an hour later, a round bus trip las­ting 3 hours. As win­ter approached, some half modu­les ended and my time­ta­ble became even less busy, it really did take the piss how little work I had to do that term.

Side NTL rant:
A lot of my spare time was spent sor­ting out the Xbox live setup my inter­net ser­vice pro­vi­der had set me up with (NTL). Essen­tially, I and my hou­se­mate had opted for the Xbox live option at a cost of an extra £2 per month. Howe­ver, come Octo­ber and there was no sign of what we were actually purcha­sing, what was this £2 buying? There was also a £50 setup charge on the first bill per­tai­ning to a con­sole rela­ted ser­vice. What exactly this was we had no idea. Follo­wing a good few hours on the phone and no one at their cus­to­mer ser­vice desk kno­wing what the fuck, we were still con­fu­sed. The con­fu­sion dee­pe­ned as an Xbox arri­ved at the door. NTL sent us an Xbox. Why, we have no idea, we already had an Xbox and only wan­ted some sort of live pac­kage. Back on the phone for another few hours, tal­king to more peo­ple who didn’t even know what an Xbox was. I ini­tially said I wan­ted to send this Xbox back and not pay the £50 for it, so the pay­ment was put into dis­pute until they recei­ved the con­sole back. Then I chan­ged my mind, £50 for an Xbox is a very good deal I thought. So I ring back, and con­ti­nue asking what this live deal should be offe­ring me, telling them to take the money for the Xbox and various other things I don’t par­ti­cu­larly remem­ber 9 months on. Well, they then send me a long Ether­net cable, a 3 month maga­zine subsc­rip­tion and a 12 month Xbox live deal; a deal that I should have ori­gi­nally been given accor­ding to an out­da­ted page of their web­site. In sor­ting this out I tried con­tac­ting their con­sole con­tact line, the ini­tial press one to go here auto­ma­ted ser­vice wor­ked, but the redi­rects went to unk­nown num­bers and a dead end. In trying to explain this to the stan­dard cus­to­mer ser­vi­ces I was gree­ted with “it’s wor­king, I hear the voice” and other stu­pid res­pon­ses that pro­ved these peo­ple were obviously not lis­te­ning to exactly what I was trying to tell them. Need­less to say, ever­yone was get­ting frus­tra­ted. Well, now I am coming to the end of my 9 month NTL con­tract and des­pite rin­ging them 4 times and telling them to take my money, they still haven’t and the amount is still appa­rently in dis­pute. I don’t know, their ser­vice is a pile of wank and they cap users to 1.5 GB down­load per day. But other than that we’ve had no pro­blems. I wish I could have Blue-yonder in my region.

Well, as Christ­mas approached, the days got shor­ter and col­der. Our old Vic­to­rian seven birth house does not fair par­ti­cu­larly well in cold con­di­tions. In fact, at times you could see your breath when breathing inside. We nee­ded radia­tors on per­ma­nently and addi­tio­nal elec­tric hea­ters just to melt the ice blocks that were our feet. The land-lord had also pain­ted the downs­tairs bath­room with a non-bathroom paint directly onto the walls. This meant that mould began gro­wing. Not all that delight­ful and it took the cake when there was a lovely little mush­room stic­king out of the cor­ner of the room. This was my house in win­ter, mouldy, cold and draughty. We gave the land-lord a list of nee­ded fixes for the house over the Christ­mas period and hoped they would get done, luc­kily they were and our house was much more plea­sant and livea­ble during the second term.

The first term saw a lot of drama in the house, two hou­se­ma­tes split up with their boy­friends from long term rela­tionships, there were family ill­nes­ses and it was all very taxing, but we stuck together and carried our­sel­ves through all the pro­blems. Things per­ked up towards the end and we were happy at our Christ­mas din­ner where, once again, Sam deligh­ted us all with a fan­tas­tic meal that was far too large for our tiny wobbly kitchen table. Other note­worthy events were Sam’s birth­day party in which we cram­med into a small Mexi­can res­tau­rant and ate burri­tos, our lovely anni­ver­sary trip around Lea­ming­ton park and meal at Thai restaurant.

Well, moving on into term 2, it remai­ned cold and our hea­ters sta­yed on cons­tantly. My course intro­du­ced me to a new set of modu­les for the follo­wing ten weeks; finally I would be doing some work and something inte­res­ting. I also had a few time­ta­bled labs to attend in which I pla­yed with mic­ro­pro­ces­sors, bread­boards and wrote some sim­ple c++ code for a sim­ple c++ pro­ject. My birth­day came and went and I tur­ned 20. We all pac­ked together and pla­yed ultra­vio­let ten pin bow­ling and enjo­yed the luxu­ries of Fran­kie and Benny’s menu. I opted for the steak and also finished off other people’s meals while bull­ying a helium balloon. Sadly my day was cut short when I had to take Sam home via taxi, she’d become vio­lently ill and it was extre­mely dis­tres­sing, par­ti­cu­larly as there was no obvious rea­son for it. It was made up for by the pres­ti­gious gifts and cand­le­lit meal she pre­pa­red for me. We also went bow­ling and had pizza for Steven’s birth­day and all was rela­ti­vely merry in the Tach­brook camp.

Sam’s just called me so I’m going to have to cut this blog short. I’ll pro­bably carry it on when I next have some free time. This shouldn’t be too long away.

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