of worries and worry nots

theres always something comforting abt the end of the year. Mb its the anticipation of an holiday or the year is coming to an end signifying a new beginning….of sorts, or the fact that there are plenty of public holidays ard the corner.

Life as a designer in a corporate world is brain- numbing.

It takes the fun out of designing and alas, the most important, the ‘play’ out of the process. But still certain things I’ve learnt to deal with and a many certain things i’ve learnt to draw. Under a you-should-just start-your-own-firm-la team leader whose looks will mislead you to believe that he’s not as senior as he is, you learn from his patience but sometimes hopes he can be a bit less bounded by restrictions, clients and money. He has so much more to offer. Amidst a resignation, a cramp desk space and the enormous amount of paper (which I will recycle as wrapping paper..hehe), I still wake up every morning, hopeful.

The end of the year signifies another thing: application. Education. The fear and the uncertainty. The what if’s and what if nots. Although it does feel like a breath of fresh air coupled with a sigh of relief.

Any preconceived idea that working life is any easier is easier thrown out of the window.

It is still very much like school with less control from you. But when all else fails, just like sch you have your friends to complain too and depend on.

* Note this is highly confidential stuff

And its green....

If only the office has anything close to this. Nah

but at least the project i'm working on is the zoo....haha

field trip: ION...............

this is my fav part..

Tale of the little red shoe

Jus another day in the life of yours truely.....

ok enough with the emo-ness

And I still think of myself as a kid…..

It never did occur to me that graduation could be a big event. But I guess they are right to say that the decisions you make within this few years will change your life. As I stood behind the red line, Erwin gave me his signature grin. I felt a little embarrassed. Although I did not graduate with flying colours I see the joy in my parents, whom they themselves never completed high school, throughout the day. They really wanted this day to happen. Alas I didn’t disappoint. I started to miss everyone.

Maybe I’m a bit too predictable; in my adolescent years if I have been capricious I would have been given two tight slaps, hence I became more cautious. I wonder if I would have been a more creative person if not for my upbringing. Maybe I would have taken the road less travelled. Wait. Architecture is a road less travelled by most people.

As Auntie Nat puts it “... you are shy you know….” Yeah I guess.

So long farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye Marta

I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

So long farewell, auf weidersehen adieu

FreidrichAdieu, adieu, to you and you and you

So long farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye Marta

I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

So long farewell, auf weidersehen adieu

FreidrichAdieu, adieu, to you and you and you......

Thank you all for being there and supported me through it all.

My family, my dear friends.....

The many studio meals at the foyer bench, the staying over, the hanging of computers, the waiting at scalebar, the endurance of endless studio sessions............

What is most precious is the many many friends i have made that will last a lifetime.

Muacks

See you guys soon

I think everyone is at least remotely interested in architecture at a certain point in their lives. What if the point of time happens right after ur A levels. Den you go on and choose Architecture as ur course of study? Oddly i feel like taking a marketing/advertising course. Not much of a reason , just a sudden urge i guess. hehe

Windows open and closes. Everything will not happen at a perfect moment. But its ok! I'm not sure what i got myself into with this decision. But time will tell. I had to make some sacrifices for my long-term personal development i guess.