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