Saturday, October 18, 2008

I Just Want To Be With My Friends :(

WARNING: EXTREME COMPLAINING!


Even though I have spent hours and hours working on my model for architecture studio, I feel like it is going nowhere. How sad, right? My model is not even close to being finished and it's due on Wednesday! (along with three drawings that will need an hour each) 

I have four other projects for my design representation class that I need to complete before Thursday. There is no possible way to finish all that in such a short period of time. It's just physically impossible!

Anyways, I'll stop complaining. I just feel like shit because I really want to be with my friends right now. I miss you.

On top of all that, It was cold outside, and I only had a t-shirt on.


UPDATE: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JINJIN!!! Kil 3am wintay ib5air!

Enjoy your b-day, o 3o2bal alf sina! I wish I could be with you right now :(


Wednesday, October 15, 2008

The Perfect City



I just had one of the most inspiring lectures of all time! Enrique Penalosa, the ex-mayor of Bogotá, Columbia was the guest speaker. He was beyond cool! He had a cool-ass accent, was extremely funny, and inspired us to make the world a better place.

 

Pps.org had this to say about him:

 

An accomplished public official, economist and administrator, Enrique Peñalosa completed his three-year term as Mayor of Bogotá, Colombia on December 31, 2000. While mayor, Peñalosa was responsible for numerous radical improvements to the city and its citizens. He promoted a city model giving priority to children and public spaces and restricting private car use, building hundreds of kilometers of sidewalks, bicycle paths, pedestrian streets, greenways, and parks. After organizing a Car-Free Day in 2000, he was awarded the Stockholm Challenge Award and rewarded by a referendum vote endorsing an annual car-free day and the elimination of all cars from streets during rush hours from 2015 onwards.

 

Peñalosa also led efforts to improve Bogotá's marginal neighborhoods through citizen involvement; planted more than 100,000 trees; created a new, highly successful bus-based transit system; and turned a deteriorated downtown avenue into a dynamic pedestrian public space. He helped transform the city's

 attitude from one of negative hopelessness to one of pride and hope, developing a model for urban improvement based on the equal rights of all people to transportation, education, and public spaces.

"I was almost impeached for getting cars off sidewalks which car owning upper classes had illegally appropriated for parking." -- Enrique Peñalosa.

After he finished his speech, I was extremely excited, and had thoughts of making my own city. It would be a small city where technology is at its best. There would be great transportation systems within the city’s downtown area that would not include private cars. 


People in my city would walk more. It would be safer (less children dead for playing too close to the roads) and provide an amazing form of exercise for everyone, and might just be a way to decrease obesity. People would want to go out and smell the fresh air… Children would want to play around without feeling the need to stay away from the road. 

The ground floor of every building would be filled with all sorts of shopping (clothing, grocery, etc. etc.), restaurants, café’s and anything else. I want it to have beautiful architecture (it must be beautiful architecture if I’m the one designing it, lol).

 I want there to be huge-ass sidewalks along the beach for public, with restaurants and boutiques. I want it to have many green parks with amazing man made lakes. The list goes on forever, but you get the

 picture, I want everyone to interact with one another, and I just want it to be heaven!

 

Before I get too carried away, yeah, the lecture was cool, and I became inspired. I wish I would have that kind of power someday and build my own city!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Friends


Two years ago, when I was in my other school, I had a group of friends. This group split in two after a while, and although we are all still friends, we aren't a group like we used to be. 

Anyways, skinny boy was one of the group of friends at the time, and we were together all the time, whenever his classes were over, he'd come by my apartment until we go out with the rest of the group, our classes were next to each other, so every few days we would meet up before class and just talk together. We always made fun of one another, and spent most of our time laughing. A year and a half ago, he had some complications with the university and just moved to another school. And even though we kind of drifted away from each other a semester before he left, I still felt like I have lost a friend. I didn't feel the same way when Gucci girl and I went our separate ways. 

Anyways, I was facebooking today, and guess who pops up and says hello? None other than skinny boy himself, for some reason it was as if we saw each other yesterday, we talked a lot and I actual missed him.  The chat brought up many funny memories! I told him he should come visit.

 

Speaking of visits, JINJIN IS COMING TO VISIT SOON!!! I cannot wait, jinjin, get here quick, I miss you. Lool, I think I need more furniture! And paint, and ooooh, so many things. We are going to have a blast, even if, most of the time, we'll be at the studio lol!

Pizza is here, gtg!


P.S. The people in the picture look nothing like my friends and I, but it's cute ;P

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

A New Fantastic Point of View

I was sitting in the subway stop, waiting for the train to arrive, and the guy next to me stands up quickly, paces back and forth in front of me, and sits back down.  He was holding a stack of papers, and I guess he was studying something.  

I get curious and sneak peaks at what he’s reading… and in a large font I read “take you wonder by wonder.” My jaw drops, WTH, Is that what I think it is. He’s studying the lyrics to Aladdin’s “A Whole New World!!” I look up at his face, and say, “Is that from Aladdin?”

“Yeah, I’m a voice major” What the fucking hell is a voice major?! I have never heard of such a thing! I just felt speechless, and he went back to his voice major studying until the train came.

As Soon as I got home, I grab my laptop, jump on my bed, get the lyrics online and youtubed the video, and I found this:


Smokin' Hot!

Most architecture professors are EXTREMELY HOT!! (Especially the young one’s, mmh). Their sophisticated, calm, confidence is driving me CRAZY! Add a good sense of humor to the mix and you've got the perfect species of mankind. I can’t begin to explain how hard it is, when I’m in class, and I’m trying to focus on the subject at hand, but instead I just stare at their faces and start having naughty thoughts. Agh! and the way they walk to the board, and start drawing an example (of something I haven’t paid attention to), they even figure a way to make that into some kind of a sexy show. Agh… what can I say. I never knew I could have this many hot professors in one semester!

Friday, October 3, 2008

Getting Stoned.



Today was an interesting day.  I woke up at 8am, and then went to the studio a couple hours later after blogging, showering, and getting ready. So I walk to my “section” of the studio, and no one is there. I hate it when that happens. I get stuck up there all alone L. The good thing about that though, is that I work much more efficiently that way. I managed to finish exactly on time, and ran to class with my finished product. 

Later that day, I met up with my group, worked on a project for a couple of hours.

At 7:15, I realized that if I wanted to get anything done tonight, I’m going to have to buy a T-square triangle. Since Utrecht Art Supply closes at 8, I rushed and managed to get everything I needed (and some that I just wanted), take a short walk around the city, and took the subway back to school. I arrived to school at 9, chatted with some of my friends, and when I finally decided to get started, I look at what I bought and my fucking T-square was MISSING! They did it again. Last time, they didn’t put my sketchpad, and gave me the bag without it. I had to ask him to give me my sketchpad. The salesman was all apologetic, but now that it has happened again, I think it’s intentionally done! I seriously believe that. Mother fuckers! I’m going to be there at 8am tomorrow morning, demanding my ruler! 

Okay, so for the more interesting part. Everyone that knows me, knows that I’m a good kid. I don’t smoke, drink or do drugs (I know, I know, boring right?). I’m friendly and nice. Today though, I really wanted to do something that wouldn’t have made my mother proud (more like give her a heart attack). I stayed and watched one of my classmates (who’s excessive use of the word “son” made me laugh since I am three frikin years older than he was) as he worked on his project. He always has the best projects. So, he keeps saying how he was going to “partay” tonight, and then asked me if I partied much. I told him I didn’t, and when he asked me what kind of beer I liked, I told him that I didn’t drink alcohol. I was surprised when he said that he didn’t drink either. It turns out his stomach was too sensitive, and he can’t drink at all, which is why he did pot. It’s weird how people in the states talk so freely about it, especially since it’s illegal. His explanation though, was that his way of being “intoxicated” in parties was by getting high. He was telling me the prices of pot (he sells it) and it was crazy!! That’s why American college students never eat out. They spend all their money on booze and crack. 

We left the studio together, and in the elevator, he told me that he wanted to get me stoned (I guess that’s his way of being friendly). All of a sudden my hands become extremely cold and I start shivering slightly. Is that what peer pressure feels like? Maybe it’s the fact that I have been wanting to try it since the beginning of the semester, and feeling guilty about feeling that way?  Maybe it’s because I don’t know what will happen to me if my friends find out (I’d tell my close friends if I ever did anything out of the ordinary) or my mother… My mother. :/. I don’t want her to be disappointed in me.  I usually ask her before I do anything “different”. She almost never says no to anything. Ugh. I feel so guilty right now just for considering it.

Anyway, before I forget where I was going with this, I’m going to continue. We said our goodbyes and split ways and I headed to the subway. I meet there, two black girls that were actually friendly (you don’t see that much, they are usually full of attitude). We start talking about school, and they ask me where I’m from. As soon as they heard the word Kuwait, one of them was like “ma boyfriend was there for a month before goin to Iraq.”

We get friendly, and just talk about this and that, waiting for the subway. So I asked them if they ever smoked pot. For some reason they just started laughing at me. They thought I was joking. When they saw that my expression was still serious, they’re like “ who da fuck told you ta smoke pot?”

“Just someone from my studio”

“nuh uuuh maan, don do it, not everybody doin crack”

“Thank you, I wanted someone to tell me not to. Phew”

“You mean to tail me you never tried dat shit”

“No, I think it’s just an American thing” and they start laughing at me again!! : S. The things I have to put up with! I know that pot isn’t really as bad or as serious as heroin or cocaine, so I don’t see the big deal. My mom doesn’t know that though, and we have a very honest relationship. I still have a bad feeling about trying it. I don’t think I will. 

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Blogging


I woke up this morning at 5:45 to continue working on my assignments until my first class at 10:40, but for some reason I just got on my laptop and continued blogging. 

It's cool to discover new blogs, and the different ways of writing, and the different attitudes of different bloggers. The way different people customize their blogs was also interesting, it gives their blogs a unique feeling. It's as if each blog is a different world. Lol, I sound like such a loser, I know, but I'm fairly new to blogging, and was never interested in it until very recently, and I'm still in awe of how many blogs are out there. I'm trying my best to find the coolest blogs out there.

I didn't do my assignment obviously, but I can do it before class ths afternoon. I'm listening to music, and blogging, and I'm wishing I didn't have to go right now, the next few days are gonna be BUSY!

A bientot!