There's a reason that I live for the weeks of robotics. It's the time and of course the cliche answer, the people. It's a day before bagging day. It shoots and climbs and hangs. It's a labor of love. It's a child. We've sacrificed hours and hours for this chunk of metal and wood. We've passed up school, sleep, and other alternate realities. We have ripped our hair out, eaten metal shavings, and taken various objects to the face. Some top things from this build season in no particular order are:
1. Putting casting putty being put into our shooter wheel and hearing the following yells of alarm at yellow goo slings everywhere including into some fans and into faces and onto heads.
2. Jordan telling the team that attaching washers with a zip tie and hearing the following yells about how they flew off and Jordan's eyes were saved with a face shield and a piece of scrap plastic.
3. Seeing the shooter and shoot and watching the robot hang.
4. Staying up for 29 hours straight and watch/making the size of the bot grow.
5. Talking and laughing with people.
6.Watching/ going mad trying to live and work in uncontrolled chaos.
7. Seeing Ben run around for half an hour looking for a phantom hex key.
8. Narrowly missing possibly severe head trauma multiple times.
9. Pranks.
10. Dancing/bouncing to the techno and dubstep.
11. Hearing that Casey broke a cinder block by gently placing it on the floor.
12. Sleeping.
13. Talking about magic, devils, and snowed in bots.
14. Laughing on the floor with Jasmine about goodness knows what.
15. Bubbles on the generator.
16. Halo vision.
17. Being as happy as I was at Conserve. Though the happiness is in a totally different form. I don't know what I would have done without it.
*Note that this was actually written on beginning of the 19th*
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