final project; floor plan
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Saturday, December 23, 2006
my, how time flies
"time flies when you're having fun" is how the saying goes.
"fun" isn't necessarily the descriptive term to sum up last semester. there were a few "funs" sprinkled in on weekends with jonathan, dinners out with the girls, and football (both flag and tackle variations), but by no means did "fun" dominate the experiences of my last four months.
studio ruled my semester. i'll try not to reiterate how much of my social time it consumed. the semester's saying would go "time flies when your having projects without end." i've complained about it and listened to fellow majors complain about it so much that i'm sick of complaining about it. from now on, let the ongoing suffering just be understood. its a given.
but time does fly. every semester seems to go by faster than the preceding one and every time it boggles my mind that its even possible for that to happen. i guess its just part of getting older. memories stick better than in childhood, i suppose.
mentally preparing for time sprinting on by may help me deal with that phenomenon.
"fun" isn't necessarily the descriptive term to sum up last semester. there were a few "funs" sprinkled in on weekends with jonathan, dinners out with the girls, and football (both flag and tackle variations), but by no means did "fun" dominate the experiences of my last four months.
studio ruled my semester. i'll try not to reiterate how much of my social time it consumed. the semester's saying would go "time flies when your having projects without end." i've complained about it and listened to fellow majors complain about it so much that i'm sick of complaining about it. from now on, let the ongoing suffering just be understood. its a given.
but time does fly. every semester seems to go by faster than the preceding one and every time it boggles my mind that its even possible for that to happen. i guess its just part of getting older. memories stick better than in childhood, i suppose.
mentally preparing for time sprinting on by may help me deal with that phenomenon.
Friday, September 15, 2006
its like a full time job...
i see this past summer as preparation for fall semester.
i may have only worked 4 days a week for about 8 to 9 hours everyday, but i think i become accustomed to being gone from the early morning to early evening, barely having time to pee, and working through the lunch hour. without those kind of summer hours, i think i would have broken down by now.
i now feel for becca. i always knew she worked long and hard hours in studio, but now i have first hand experience. for the 23 hours i sit in a classroom a week (and the additional 5+ hours i spend doing homework each day), i'm only getting 15 hours of credit.
what could i possibly be doing? drafting. measuring. twirling my pencil. coloring. lettering. taking pictures. burning cds.
it might not seem like much, but anyone can attest to the fact that my social hours have dwindled. to put it in perspective, i said this to anna on wednesday:
"i'm so excited, i'm almost finished! i only have like an hour and a half of stuff left to do!"
i basically spend all my time trying to get ahead, and only end up not having to spend the night before a project is due in the studio with the other girls.
but nonetheless, i'm (dare i say it?) enjoying it so far. but i'm praying to God that things slow down soon before i breakdown.
i may have only worked 4 days a week for about 8 to 9 hours everyday, but i think i become accustomed to being gone from the early morning to early evening, barely having time to pee, and working through the lunch hour. without those kind of summer hours, i think i would have broken down by now.
i now feel for becca. i always knew she worked long and hard hours in studio, but now i have first hand experience. for the 23 hours i sit in a classroom a week (and the additional 5+ hours i spend doing homework each day), i'm only getting 15 hours of credit.
what could i possibly be doing? drafting. measuring. twirling my pencil. coloring. lettering. taking pictures. burning cds.
it might not seem like much, but anyone can attest to the fact that my social hours have dwindled. to put it in perspective, i said this to anna on wednesday:
"i'm so excited, i'm almost finished! i only have like an hour and a half of stuff left to do!"
i basically spend all my time trying to get ahead, and only end up not having to spend the night before a project is due in the studio with the other girls.
but nonetheless, i'm (dare i say it?) enjoying it so far. but i'm praying to God that things slow down soon before i breakdown.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
the summer scrapbook
summer is gone.
i moved into my townhome-style apartment today with the help of my parents, roommate, devoted boyfriend, and helpful friends. after carrying two carloads and a u-hauls worth of furniture and living necessities up three flights of stairs, i think that anna and i are here to stay for the remaining years of college.
but i'll have plenty of time to discuss living situations and classes in the months to come. i intend to use the following space to serve as a narration of summer events that i've ommitted from the three wimpy posts i managed to write over the break. the majority of which to be done through pictures. lots and lots of pictures.
i moved into my townhome-style apartment today with the help of my parents, roommate, devoted boyfriend, and helpful friends. after carrying two carloads and a u-hauls worth of furniture and living necessities up three flights of stairs, i think that anna and i are here to stay for the remaining years of college.
but i'll have plenty of time to discuss living situations and classes in the months to come. i intend to use the following space to serve as a narration of summer events that i've ommitted from the three wimpy posts i managed to write over the break. the majority of which to be done through pictures. lots and lots of pictures.
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