It’s just me.

friday nite, graveyard, bad mix, and a virgin encounter. nite out partying before they leave for india. graveyard was a potent blend. 3 shots of the impossibly gross tequila with iced lemon tea would virtually bring any conscious being to its knees, and puking. on the dance floor, the lass was really proactive, period. and that’s before i K.O.ed. at 4, puking fit stopped. got wasted under the void deck at ZY’s place there after. back at his place, i had a weird dream.. hah.

and so that’s how recess began.. SIGH. gotta be back in school in a couple more hours. why am i dreading?? ‘m blogging to a S.E.N.S’ track playing on air right now. so emo.

i’m so slack already. haven’t been very productive during the break.. thanks to the flu. (oh  mann, another S.E.N.S. track playing??) oh well, at least i’ve rested. but.. recharged? nobody looks forward to work.. except for workaholics, which are quite substantially represented in archi.

they say it’s architorture. and i’d like to think then, that i’m quite a masochist, in this sense. it’s really satisfying to look back at what i’ve achieved, really. just, not that fun, when you’re in the middle of endless ordeal. lol. times of joy will never be enough. a secret wish for it is just a daydream. so i jolly well wake up. hurhur… come on, smile!

recess is here! i can finally sleep without guilt. first half of sem 1 is over. and it’d passed like a whirlwind.

today’s crit.. don’t know what to make of it. the tutors were impressed with the models, but confused. guess will need to speak with jiatser sometime soon.

anyhows, ‘m celebrating a much needed time off from studio assignments with a cornetto mcflurry, NOW

if loneliness is just a crime?? i don’t know…

home sweet home! i’d incredibly spent the last 3 nites in studio. then on the 2nd nite, it came really the greatest dilemma: do it well do it good, and get selected for the competition. or, just breeze through and then i’d get to go home and HIBERNATE.  but i wished for both =S well.. so the product  of the first 2 nites eventually meant that i’d to stay up AGAIN. quite dangerously my system had already been force-shutting itself down. i really wonder how i’ve managed to be up till now. anyways, my lantern is up at chinatown point! proud proud proud.. hah. the profs pointed out that it kinda resembles the monument to the third international by tatlin.. totally unintended, and totally clueless of what they were mentioning.. -.

i realise i’m having no life.

school life’s been hectic.. trying to rush submissions. and then more submissions. already i haven’t slept in 43 hours as of now, and it’s only week 3 of 5 years. i still don’t really know what i’m making of it. still caught in the whirlwind of The exciting archi life.. can’t seem to find my feet yet. the scale of our work doesn’t seem impossible back in studio when camping overnight’s such a part of life.. until people outside gotta know then i realise it’s actually pretty horrific. hah.

now assignment 04: