Its not holidays, its freetime to work

I don't know if its my perfectionistish/obsessedish/over-acheivernessness(which btw i dont find a crime like most of the human race between the ages of 15 and 40) anyways - i've decided to become a more regular blogger. God help me. i dont know if i can commit. but i'll try, i know i bore my class mates enough on our facebook page from which i should get inspiration for this old thing. Anyways enough deviation - Somebody wise once said... weekends are not weekends unless you spend them doing  something absolutely worthless. I Like! but it doesn't apply to elongated periods of unscheduled (un deadlined time). the idea is that when you go on holiday you're supposed to bomb-off and do nothing whatsoever and thus completely rid yourself of all things architorturous but when you think of it there really isnt much sense in that. If you work you'll ultimately be making life easier for yourself - you get no know people and ever student knows contacts are everything - come third year when you've got to find someone to work with or risk putting off your archi registration yet another year (or 2) your gonna need those people and plus, u dont come across as green to your oh so mighty tutors in the business. imagine u there arguing with so and so during your crit and then you whipp out " but Rem said that  we must design .... last summer" Kudos to you  - imagine how many people you're connected to (degrees of separation wise) by that contact. and imagine whipping that out at an interview some where aolong the line oh - i worked for OMA in the summer of 11' and Eisenman and associates in 2012 and and spent two years in Calatrava's office after 3rd year -seriously?  any ways on a closing note - here's my crazy class of 2011 whom i hhope will be not totally bombing off this holiday...TTYL

Construction. lovely

>my baby :)

There is this lovely subject that we do - and this lovely person that takes us for this lovely subject. Admittedly he is cool but Mr - lets call him GQ in memory of his facebook photo- the 2nd yrs swear its photoshoped but u cant be too sure. Anyway on this lovely day (do u feel the euphemistic nuances? ) we sat in front of the computer screen for 10 hours - and still did not finish - the beauty. When our lovely lecturer realised that all the lovely children weren't getting our work done on time, he gave us a lovely extension - because we have to start our one "short" day (10-5) thinking about what a LOOONg day it is going to be... lovely. Basically here's the deal - we are not supposed to have construction because  this is supposed to be our BIG design mionth - 2 A1 poster s and a model due in thursday @8 and a 4 storey structure - that we have to build ourselves(4 people from our group because the other 4 are awol minusish 1 or 2) tht we haven't completely gotten matterials for. we protested. protest denied. we still have to do construction. whopee. on a lighter note......... there. 

3 days and counting.....

There is nothing more tortourous than W a i t i n g, in fact I have grown so apprehensive of w a i t i n g that i'm now officially (as of as long as i could remember saying it) a self - proclaimed sufferer from a pathological fear of boredom - u know what,i'm gonna google that and see if it exists....and the winner is THAASOPHOBIA- pretty cool, huh. I did however come across a remarkable phobia - ballistophobia - the (definition:P.H.O.B.I.A)  "An extreme or irrational fear of or aversion to"...missiles. I mean GOSH really? Afraid of missiles? how dumb is that?! - well I guess we cant all be such magnificent men blasting into (definition: M.I.S.S.I.L.E) self-propelled or remote-controlled weapons that carry conventional or nuclear explosives. (just between y'all and me) chicks are smarter ;) i guess our school's reputation for producing independent women (with "slight" feministic tendencies was true afterall - I AM INDOCTRINATED HELP ME, SAVE ME)!
my, how I've digressed, okay back to topic; i am quick to realise, the only thing worse than mid quater blues - no holiday in sight- iswhen term (or "sem" - whatever floats your boat) is literally upon you - no holiday in sight - in fact conciderable amounts of awake time in view. Since I started architecture school, I have never spent more time awake in my life! I dont know if it is insanity or what! It is also quite ironic that archi -students are some of the biggest procrastinators i know. My vow? Never again am I going to go with 10hrs sleep in a total of 8 days including a double all-nighter - clearly we were all zombies when we got to the end of that week. some subjects suffered more than others. i dont even know why they bother to put a lecture on the morning of such a hand-in its clear half the class hasen't actually finished by then... and the other half'sjust gone to sleep after sending a friend in to pin up their project and sign their name of. I'm telling you, at the rate we're going in class, we're all going to have the same and/or similar signatures at the end of the year - just so its easier to sign in the whole 79 person class in the lecture attended by 10 people - all of whom were in various stages of sleep. Zombie(DIAGNOSIS: eyes open, un responsive), Bobble head (DIAGNOSIS:fighting really hard to keep one's head up, losing), Phone(mobile) fiend (DIAGNOSIS: progresion of previously mentioned Bobble head state) and the Head smack (DIAGNOSIS: all hope of self-redemption lost, probably bashes head on table - if he did he wouldn't notice anyway).
My dear friends, the plane will be touching down in T minus 3days ; WELCOME TO ARCHITORTURE; live from studio C, in the John Moffat Extention block. This is Life -