Curfew? What curfew?

So I now realise that our time at Perouse Lodge has slowly drawn to a close. It is a kinda sad and sorry sight to see only one breakfast voucher left on the table and to only have 10 minutes to write this blogpost. Jarrah's enforced a curfew (yes, you read it right a curfew <Ray>THE HORRORS</Ray>) because we have an exam tomorrow morning and will by flying out tomorrow night and he wants us to have every iota of sleep we possibly can before jumping on that plane.

Yesterday began with yet another exam, after which we successfully managed to prove an incorrect algorithm, or, a part of if it. Like seriously, who would think of such an atrocious thing as Computational Geometry (or Comp Geom, as it is affectionately called) which is purely maths on a computer (we're not kidding). Following a seemingly endless supply of family pizzas for dinner, we hit the sack for yet another day...

Today's exam was in some ways quite approachable and in many other ways the most difficult so far. For the first time, none of us managed to fully solve any of the three problems presented (my 95s were much to my chagrin) but were a little disappointed that we didn't see some observations that would have simplified the problem. Following a chocolate accumulating lab (1 chocolate for each problem solved ^_^) we headed down to dinner at the local Thai restaurant where we bumped into (ex-)HS1917 tutor Rupert.

It's time to get some sleep... hopefully I'll have net either at the airports in Sydney or Dubai or in Italy! The world awaits... the IOI is rapidly approaching... and we're all excited!