Its 4:28 am and I am still up. I have been having a love affair with my PC for the last three days, and my eyes are finally starting to pay the price for me,… count my fingers and hand in too.
We are due for a big jury on Saturday. And I have been working like crazy. I keep thinking to myself that I am almost done with this, but the truth is I am not! Some how things just don’t seem to be working out. And now my brain feels like it is going to sleep as well…
I have been told by many friends that the secret weapon to get through Architecture is black coffee, but honestly coffee and I just don’t get along. So the result is that I am caffeine and junk-food deprived. Am I making sense in any way right now? If I am not, then I am not to be blamed for it!
I have Lays, but I need chocolate.. was anyone expecting me to rant about the project I am working on? ARE YOU INSANE! DON’T YOU THINK I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THAT ALREADY THAT I WOULD WRITE ABOUT IT HERE AS WELL!
I am short of coke as well… I need Coke – as in the drink, not the drug! Will the drug help though? Hmmm worth considering!
The only thing that keeps me going is music.. and i have listened to so much music in the last two days that my ears are hurting…. because of the
ear I mean headphones I am wearing!
Ugh….. ” I want something else, I am not listening when you say Good bye. TODODODOTODODOD”
That’s the song that I am listening to right now… hmm time to go back to work I guess !
Working with a construction crew for the first time, I was shocked at their own helplessness when it came to make a decision! Yes, maybe as an Architect I should be blessed for this attitude of my crew, but the fact of the matter was that as this was my first time project, I was more relying on them and hoped that they would guide me more than the other way round.
But at certain times, they would simply be sitting around .. just waiting for me to come and then proceed. Example, my carpenter is good at what he does, and therefore it used to feel odd when I would see a 60-year-old man waiting for me, a 24-year-old, training to be an architect in the true sense, and asking me how a certain thing should be done.
This shocked me basically because I expected them to be experienced, and they are, then why would they be so conscious towards their craft. I mean they should not need my approval for their craft.. Whatever happened about being proud and certain about your work.. Why all of a sudden because we architects have appeared should they need our approval for their craft.. Yes I can design a certain thing.. But they should not be seeking my nod of the head to know that its good enough….
It seems that they have lost their pride in what they do because we the new breed of architects have arrived who are so much better than them.. and they are seemingly handing over to us this ego boost without any protest…
Do I even make any sense to anyone out there?
So I would have never imagined myself as an Interior Designer.. I mean, I think there was a point I actually sweared that I would never ever do that.. but what is one to day when presented with a 1400 sq. foot area of an opportunity except to say yes.. and plunge into it. Thats exactly what I did.
Pictures and Details tomorrow!