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i like the sound of things flapping in the wind

i love having the fan on me while im wrapped in blankets in the middle of winter

i like to lay in the those pools of plastic balls you find at mcdonalds play houses

i like being in the rain

i like the smell before and after a rain storm

i like the sound rain makes while your in a tent

i like the heat that comes from vacuum cleaners

i like falling sleep to humming noises

i like dim light while its raining at night

i like sitting out in breezy summer days

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I need a job.  Im looking, but damn.  Ive been runner up in the interview room.  Its causing stress like you wouldn't believe.  All the little things are amplified and Im starting to lash out at people who dont deserve it.  I think once I have a job my days will be more structured.  I will feel better and more relaxed.  I cant stand this being at home all day, I do school work but there is only so much you can do.

Speaking of school work.  I love it here.  I love how abstract my design class is and I love that I'm getting alot of freehand drawing in.  Thats what killed me at WIT.  I needed more instructional drawing.  Anyone can draw, for some people it took alot longer than others.  Working 6 hours on a 3 hour drawing really does a number setting you back and it killed my grades sophmore year and I never fully recovered.  Being at the BAC is my second lease on life in architecture and I dont plan on ruining it.  Sure I will be in school forever... or so it may seem, but I will feel better knowing what I will have accomplished.  I didnt want to be stuck in the 4 year program at WIT.  It sucked.  The professors sucked.  The classes were terrible.  Im glad I am not there anymore.

Im glad I got to go skiing this weekend.  Egg invited me to go out with him and Melissa to Loon.  By the end of the day I had cramps through my upper body and my legs felt like jello... but it was amazing.  I forgot how awesome skiing was.  I also go to play ultimate.  I went to practice with the team and I am going to be doing some assistant coaching. 

Going back to stress.  If being an arch student isnt stressful enough, not having a job has brought me close to snapping.  It hasnt helped that I lost my glasses and my bank recently scewed up my account and caused some things to happen that really hurt financially.... atleast they fixed that.  Losing my glasses sucks royally now.  I have my new licence which requires me to wear glasses so I really would be screwed to get pulled over.  Then there are girls, or rather lack their of.  I was asked recently what super power I want, and I said the ability to read minds and being able to turn that off and on.  Would it be fair if I had that, no, but it would make my life alot easier.  Especially with how confused I am about the opposite sex.  Its times like these that Im glad to be a Red Sox fan.  At the same time I cant help but get my hopes up like "THIS IS THE YEAR, NO MORE CURSE" yadda yadda yadda, but it always used to end in failure.  Its not about learning to deal, but rather respecting the events that are unfolding.  At best Im indifferent about what happens, and in no way do I hate the Red Sox for letting me down year after year.

Finally a post not devoted completely to architecture. 

Today is Monday: Nothing more, nothing less.

Words that I only come across when reading/speaking about architecture.

Juxtaposition: to be placed side by side to compare and contrast

Phenomenology: the way in which one perceives and interprets events and one's relationship to them in contrast both to one's objective responses to stimuli and to any inferred unconscious motivation for one's behavior

For design class I have been reading a book by Paul Shephard, What is Architecture?  Its an anecdotal piece of literature where the author basically tells stories about his encounters relating to architecture.  But he never answers the question.  I haven't finished the book though I am about to but Im thinking there is no concrete answer.  Archtiecture consists of so much that if you were even able to compile a list, would it even be possible for you to be able to bring it all together.  It could be that beyond all the concrete things that are a part of what architecture is, there are many others that are too abstract to be able to connect together.  The definition to what architecture is, then, may as well be abstract and may remain incomplete at best.  Maybe the definition may only come to few through enlightenment, like that of a meditative enlightenment?  Quite possible.  Or maybe the definition is just different for all of us.

One thing is for sure though.  There are a lot of people out there that think they know.  My professor told me that his clients know architecture.  I asked him what he meant, he said the styles, the parts of the greek and roman orders, the finishes of a colonial style house.  I wanted to embarrass him.  My point is they know style.  A colonial style house is just that. A style.  It is far from a colonial house.  It has lost its meaning.  Thats the problem with style.  It doesn't mean anything. It is this sense of anti-style that started the modern movement.  Until Philip Johnson called the movment the "international style".  I will never take Johnson's achievments away from him, but he is far from perfect. The modern movement was against style.  It was form and function.  For the first time in decades, architecture had purpose again.  We are losing that again today.  People want big colonial styled houses (which when they were colonial houses were not that big, and usually only had 4 rooms, and if you were rich you had 2 stair cases and 5 rooms, the extra room and stair case was for you servants and were hidden in the back) how many clients know that? Probably none.  Back then, interior walls went up for structural purposes.  People who want a colonial style house with an open first floor plan no longer have that style, was  there has to be a wall that goes all the way through the middle of the house. 

Now Im rambling.

I will shut up

But... I am excited for once.  I'm doing what I love, and I might be obsessive but you have to be.  Im spending the best years of my life behind a drawing table just so when I get out I am in debt as far as I can see and I am in a saturated job market with almost no pay.

The future looks bright.  Atleast I am doing something that I love.