its a degree confirmation day.we went to the uni early in the morning but not for the result first.it is a feedback session from us to the RIBA, invited by our uni every 4 years.almost fell asleep in the G4 lecturer hall but luckily they ended the session almost as accurate as the time they have mentioned, just 1 hour.then went home to wait till 3pm. watch 'save the last dance' to kill time.
i wasnt in an xtreme nervous condition but queuing at the corridor in our architecture building was really suffocating.seeing our classmates one in one out, some screaming for satisfaction, some tears for dissappointment or unbelievable.all these pounded my emotion.went into Chris Platt's room, but its Lesley Palmer, our studio master we are seeing. got my result, it was ok, not the one i aimed but i should be satisfied with it.main point is that im allowed to proceed to year5! that is my only wish/hope when i thought i kind of screwed up my studio.
then we had a bbq session.i didnt really contribute anything=P just grabbed some bottles of beers from friends n from the tables.n some friends offered some burgers.sunny evening with chatters.and a heavy heart to leave.i cant imagine 9monthes have just gone like a wind.and within these period of time, how much things have changed us...so much...there will still be some other chance to meet my fellow classmates, probably only on the graduation ceremony, but definately im going to miss them very much then.not by choice, im not going to be in the same class with them anymore.
anyway,have to bersungguh-sungguh looking for job now.$$$ big matters.wish myself luck.
go-home-time: still uncertain.
something that has grabbed my heart.drawn by my sister to her sister, me. still remember mom mentioned this once to both of us when we fought, something like: ...ur siblings are somebodies who have been arranged by the God for this only live...not remember exactly the whole meaning she wished to deliver but what i realised was that no matter how much you feel that you r incompatible with them, there are always ur siblings.since that moment, i started to learn to tolerate with her, try to understand her, and accept her for who she is...love you dear sister.
i wasnt in an xtreme nervous condition but queuing at the corridor in our architecture building was really suffocating.seeing our classmates one in one out, some screaming for satisfaction, some tears for dissappointment or unbelievable.all these pounded my emotion.went into Chris Platt's room, but its Lesley Palmer, our studio master we are seeing. got my result, it was ok, not the one i aimed but i should be satisfied with it.main point is that im allowed to proceed to year5! that is my only wish/hope when i thought i kind of screwed up my studio.
then we had a bbq session.i didnt really contribute anything=P just grabbed some bottles of beers from friends n from the tables.n some friends offered some burgers.sunny evening with chatters.and a heavy heart to leave.i cant imagine 9monthes have just gone like a wind.and within these period of time, how much things have changed us...so much...there will still be some other chance to meet my fellow classmates, probably only on the graduation ceremony, but definately im going to miss them very much then.not by choice, im not going to be in the same class with them anymore.
anyway,have to bersungguh-sungguh looking for job now.$$$ big matters.wish myself luck.
go-home-time: still uncertain.
something that has grabbed my heart.drawn by my sister to her sister, me. still remember mom mentioned this once to both of us when we fought, something like: ...ur siblings are somebodies who have been arranged by the God for this only live...not remember exactly the whole meaning she wished to deliver but what i realised was that no matter how much you feel that you r incompatible with them, there are always ur siblings.since that moment, i started to learn to tolerate with her, try to understand her, and accept her for who she is...love you dear sister.
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