juSt…rAndOm….
It really sounds absurd. It is really testing my endurance and interest. Have you ever had so much doubts about the course you are taking?? After all the long considerations and mental preparations, it seems like it ain’t sufficient. Oh God, help me!!!
Being ’surprised’ with the warmest ‘welcome’ into the world of Architecture in NUS, trust me, adapting into studio life isn’t hard at all. We are all getting comfortable with the environment pretty quickly, like…do we have a choice anyway??
It is just weird, why do they have such high intake, only to push us to the limit, hoping that we leave for another course. It is just unfair isn’t it?? Trust me, the statistics this year should be quite mind-boggling. There are already two in my studio who are leaving for good, I mean, that soon?? Only one week!!
I wonder how well others are coping in the university, especially those in Malaysia, many were just granted courses they don’t even know exist!! Yet, they just go ahead, study for the next four years(??), graduate, and there, out into the real world. Will they ever think maybe that course is not for them and will have to switch to another course?? Maybe yea, they did think that the course ain’t for them, but do they have to make any drastic changes? Or are they allowed to? Or does it matter to them? Just get that damn paper and start earning bucks! Is that what life is suppose to be? Is that the role of the university? Is that the ultimate purpose of studying? hmmm… Yeah, I think so. Aren’t we just missing the whole point? If that is so, am I just being dumb, paying so so much even before I start earning anything, all the DEADlines, stress, sarcastic crits, blindly trying to grasp the ball Dr Erwin threw to us, and still have doubts whether I’ll last for the next five years? Hey Dr Erwin, it is not that I don’t wanna throw the ball back to you, I can’t seem to catch it yet, or have I? And I am really not throwing it back?
I do wonder why such people exist? In a world of his own, moving around the studio, experiencing space, in a way, trying to tell us something, yet, not too willing to tell us anything. Observe, observe, observe. Then, think and feel. Then, maybe analyze and still wonder what is he trying to tell. Maybe, I know. Maybe, I don’t know. But yea, such person brings difference to this most common world, filled with common people of common goals. Which makes me think, being common, is nice, just…common, that’s all.
I need my journal!!!!! WHERE IS IT????
