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  • FML Architecture Edition Vol. 1

    I'm sure by now, anyone who's wasted a respectable amount of time on the internet knows about this site: www.fmylife.com I, for one, know for sure that I've spent at least a day or two collectively on this site, reading about the crappy things that happen to other people. And don't say that you wouldn't either--it's comforting and therapeutic to read about the daily traumas of strangers. It's a universal guilty pleasure.

    The other day, it occurred to me that "FML" is a phrase that is often tearfully declared in studio during deadline. And noting that it was our deadline last Thursday, I thought it would be an amusing exercise to compile all of them into a list for Archinect. So here it is, a collection of all the sad and infuriating things that happen in studio culture. I'm sure everyone who's reading this has had at least one or three of these things happen to them. Group hug.

    Today, I fell asleep hot glue gunning my model only to wake up with my hand glued to the floor. I had to ask my studiomate to cut me free. FML.

    Today, I decided to take a quick power nap with eight hours to go until deadline. I set my cellphone to wake me up in half an hour only to wake up three hours later. I had set my alarm to am not pm. FML

    Today, I wasted fifteen minutes staring at the patterns on the washroom floor moving instead of working on my project. I hadn't slept in three days. FML.

    Today, during my interim crit, a prof called my drawings schizophrenic and then proceeded to rip it off the walls. FML.

    Today, hours before my final crit, I was working on my basswood model. It was a big piece of basswood so I was working on the floor with it propped up on my foot. I ended up cutting a deep gash through my right foot and had to stand in front of my panel with paper towels taped to my foot. FML.

    Today, at four in the morning, my nose started bleeding at my drafting table. I screamed for help but no one looked up because they were too busy working on their projects with their headphones on. I spent the next ten minutes scraping the blood off my drawings, thinking that no one cared for my well-being. FML.

    Today, I sent twenty identical emails to twenty different firms for an internship. After the last email was sent, I realized that I didn't change the firm names on each of the individual emails. FML

    Today, during my final crit, the guest critic said, "The next thing you should do is smash your model on the floor and vacuum up the broken pieces." I had spent three hundred dollars laser cutting my model pieces. FML.

    Today, I got yelled at for ten minutes in front of my peers for drawing my arrows pointing down my ramps instead of up in my plans. FML

    Today, I realized that my building looked like a penis. FML

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    Anyway, like I mentioned, our deadline on the winery project was last Thursday. Well, kind of. On the morning of our final crit, our prof pulled a fast one on us and basically said, "Surprise! You are actually going to be working on the same project for the next three weeks," which was received with mixed reviews. I personally feel like I have to reset my brain at this point but the chance to further my project might be a blessing in disguise. Will update soon.


  • to be or not to be The Badass

    I'm always fond of the first project of every term. I suppose the intent is to ease all of us back into the swing of studio life with a, hm, free-spirited project and then to obliterate the cheer by throwing a high rise office building at us. But no matter, let's go back to the cheer. This term...



  • Help, my Macbook has insomnia!

    I suppose this is a bad blog post to follow the last one where I promised to do more serious school blogging, but I thought maybe the two people who read this might have some helpful suggestions. A few weeks back, my macbook suddenly failed to fall asleep. Well, not completely. It still falls...


  • It's that time of the year again!

    So. No one has to say anything; my blogging on archinect has been nothing but abysmal of late. So for that, I apologize. The truth of the matter is, I am not a very interesting person and I find it a bit of a challenge to think that anyone would have a remote interest in what I am up to. For the...


  • In retrospect...

    ...this will seem like a lot of fun. But right now, deadlines are my frenemies. (oh, and an update on the Da Vinci/Kramer sleep soon! Sorry for the delay)


  • "I woke up in the Hudson River in a SACK!"

    I guess this is SORT of about architecture school. Sort of. For those of you who didn't immediately recognize that Seinfeld quote, it's from the Friar's Club episode where, among other things, Kramer decides to polyphase. This is the sleep cycle that Da Vinci, Lord Byron, and Thomas Edison were...


  • Rule #32: Make everything Green.

    Well. You know that awkward, gelatinous time between projects where you haven't quite rebooted to start a completely new project? I'm currently suspended in it; I still have a mild hangover from the last project and, as eager as I am to start clean-slate on a new project, I can't help but obsess...


  • What? Did I just get a weekend off?

    Well--technically, no. I really should be working on my portfolio since it's due on Monday for the co-op term, but I've put it off again and again as I am prone to with any kind of daunting amount of work. And--for the sake of consistency--I'll put it off for just a bit longer and post some...


  • Older Sibling Syndrome (and quotes!)

    After four days of jetlagging like no other (Panjim > Delhi > Singapore > Hong Kong > Seoul > Seattle > Calgary > Toronto > Cambridge), a week of being homeless, two weeks of studio for a competition in Toronto, and then 5 days in Montreal, I am finally together (enough) to...


  • "So then this MONKEY comes out of nowhere and bites me in the leg!"

    Namaste from India! Though it really should be from Canada. After concluding my first year at Waterloo, I decided to reboot and recharge by treating myself to a little travelling. It is important to note that this summer will be my very last summer (the youthful kind with frolicking through...


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