So we stayed over at my design studio coordinator's place and he asked us foundation students what we learnt in foundation 

"When I try to argue with my studio professor:"

SO.

FUCKING.


TRUE.

I miss my carefree days I miss my carefree days I miss my carefree days I miss my carefree days
I miss being four and reading because its fun and watching morning cartoons
I miss being four when I was too young for responsibilities
I miss being four when there was no such thing as life-changing decision making
I miss being able to read and look up stuff simply because I like to and am genuinely interested and not because of peer pressure or the whole "if you don't read you're not gonna succeed" bullshit my lecturers feed us

I don't know what they're thinking, making us draw a layout plan.
Like.
Here's some photos of your senior's layout plans that I'm only going to show you briefly on the screen.
Now draw a 1:20 scale layout plan with sunlightwindterrainblablabla of your site
Did I mention you have to find a site?

Oh and submit it on Friday




What did I get myself into? Sure it's fun staying late in studio with people who are suffering with you
Sure it's fun drawing with precision
Sure it's fun to rant and complain with everyone else
Sure it's fun to read about how a space feels
Sure it's fun to sketch and learn to draw what you see
Sure it's fun to exchange ideas with your lecturers






.......But site analysis





I hate you.

Basically the only song I can think of after pulling an all-nighter in the studio for the first time. Good luck to my studio-mates' girl/boyfriends cos they ain't gonna see each other in a long time LOL

Despite the obvious, there was a certain rush into not sleeping and staying awake. I had fun being creeped out walking to the mamak at 1 in the morning....not so much fun when  we had to actually use our brain cos everyone looked like zombies.

Also faced the first rejection of the semester, which was further intensified by our fatigue. I felt like life hit me across the face with a million tiny rocks.

That is all, good bye.