Shhhh, Go to Slep

   You know it's really easy to be idle, if anyone's proof of that it's me. Now a few years back I got tired of sleeping twelve hours a day and having the most engaging thing in my life being watching Gilmore Girls in the afternoon. Thing is, you spend three years in that kind of a rut and it turns into a hard habit to break. I accepted a place onto this course knowing full well what would be expected in order to succeed and yet I still have days where I'd sooner lay in bed most of the day instead of doing something productive. The weird thing is I actually enjoy the work and feel really good when I do it.
 I'm telling you this for two reasons. One I can't stand to bullshit myself, when I'm slacking I need to admit it, and two, everyone's accountable for their own action....or inaction as is more relevant to my circumstance. So here's me trying to make it known that I need to work harder, now I've got to prove it. Now this hasn't been a sudden and shattering realization, quite the opposite but here's kinda what drove the nail in. 

  

   This handsome four bedroom Tudor home situated in one of Leicesters more quaint looking areas is a great opportunity for both those looking to expand their real estate or make a leap into the market. I don't actually think it's a home, probably something more important I don't actually care. It's just through the archway that we had to draw and a bit past the church. A tonne of people chose to model this particular set of bricks and mortar and most were more successful than mine. 

 To the point though, I started modelling this building a week or so before the hand in date. Started to texture it the day before and had to pull an all nighter to get the texturing and renders finished. It's a passable job, hell, I hope it is. Couldn't figure out tiling textures; might have been nice to add some normal maps; got generally lazy finishing the textures and a lot more details could have been added. Now we had something like four weeks to complete this project and even with my limited skills if I'd used my time properly I could have made something I was actually proud of. Plus I'm not as young as I once was and as fun as the all nighter was on account of some excellent company. Well, by morning I felt sick as a Cleethorpes donkey.