Sunday, May 28, 2006

Our hoverboard

It remains nameless because we couldn't come to a compromise for like the first time in the whole year of working as a team - not like the project was full of compromises, but at least someone won outright.

I think it looks like a 'Kermit', even if it's currently being sprayed arctic-cammo. Dhruv has very unofficially christened it Marty, after Marty McFly from Back to the Future, and Mike and Charlie wanted The Hovertron 3000.

From top left, clockwise: Me, Mike, Dhruv, Charlie

Apparently I pose "like a girl". Like that's a shock.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

15 minutes later...

As he approched it, treading with a heavy heart and holding on to a glimmer of hope, he picked it up. Looking it over with a sense of sadness, he gingerly flicked the switch up, hoping for a miracle.

*GASP*


A steady but weak hum penetrated the silence of the room. It had come back from the dead!

=D haha, my shaver's back! It works, omg! No more bleak caveman days ahead of me or the fear of manual razors. Sadly though, it has advanced to the third stage of 'shaver cancer'. It no longer emits a light indicating it's charging. I guess the poor thing only needed to be on life support for a lil bit longer than normal.

I'm wondering now, just whether there is another stage to go to, or the next one will be 'the one'. Come on, three more weeks left only!

It died

Today did not start out that good. My shaver has 'kaputed'. I'm goin to look like a caveman in a few days *sigh*. I'm praying that it'll miraculously come back to life. There were signs in the last few weeks that it was slowly dying. First, my cover shattered into two. Second, it no longer works without being connected to a socket. And now, the little indicator that shows that it's 'charging' is devoid of light =(

In other news, I got offers for all my Masters applications, so yay! The bad news is that I'll have to come back to London before the 4th of September to sit a one month pre-course in maths that's examined at the end of the month. All of a sudden my summer break no longer seems long enough. The last time I did maths was in uh, A-level. That's a WHOLE THREE YEARS ago!@! I'm going to have to revise my calculus and differentiation and what not. Argh.

While everyone has more or less finish their exams or are near the end of it, mine's still to come. So while everyone sorta at the peak or winding down, i'm sorta just starting to climb the hill. It kinda puts "slow" in perspective.

But hey, KL beckons in 3 weeks so hurrah =)