April 2012
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I really pray I get the SOM offer. I’m a “bit” stressed out lately…to say the least. I’m actually extremely stressed out. Six days until my thesis review and I’m barely done with my drawings, and I’m still waiting for my laser cut pieces to be cut before I can assemble them with the 3D print pieces. I have no exterior / interior renderings or diagrams yet,...
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Listen“Sycamore” -Caspian
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Final ten days left. These are times that matter, time to wrap up my architectural thesis. No sleep.
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ListenMesmerizing. “You Lost the Starlight in...
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San Francisco tomorrow, fingers crossed.
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“A cheerful letteer of message is on its way to you.” -Fortune Cookie Amazing fortune, fingers crossed!
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Apr 10th
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“Aspects of Notionary Form” that’s what I wished my project was called…but instead it’s currently called “Temporal Completion.” The design is finally shaping up in a strong gesture. 5 weeks before final thesis review, fingers-crossed. 1 week before flying to San Francisco for an job interview, fingers-crossed.
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ListenMainstream post-rock. Learn to love it. ...
Apr 8th
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Stay down, special, the day breaks Save us, to burn, worn out on time Makes sense sometimes, too late, fly Drawn out, point at someone out there
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“Watch out for little problems that could get a lot bigger.” -Fortune Cookie (This is pretty much dead on…)
Apr 3rd
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As I lay awake from the memories of sorrow, I realize how worthless life is. All the effort, all the pain, incinerates to vectors of disgust and passionless days. When the sun rises, I hope I’ll be gone. If you can just leave it all, you’ll forever liberate yourself.
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