T-squares, hair and the opposite sex

I’ve forgotten the last time i’ve actually, literally, physically, jumped around in joy and spoke in mindless blabber no one could understand.

So part of my training in Taylor’s College, im required to complete two months of practical attachment. SO… although im already swamped with holiday projects (list: PAM camp, STEPS publication, booth, Installation, CAA student competition) I sent out my application 2 days ago.

Only 2. Cause i like cannot ah.

One to Building Bloc (my dream firm since i laid eyes on their concrete showroom in Bangsar) and one to Y’Shin architects (for their “no brand house”, the one that beat Chong’s house to Haven’s Dream Home award).

Day one: No news

Day two: Checked my mail. Still no news.

Took a shower to get ready for college. (Yeah all us PAM camp goers miss college so much we go there everyday even if its holidays) Anyway when i got out, i saw that i had a miss call. OK no biggie there, ill just call back. But no one answered.

Feeling a little desperate, i decided to call y’Shin up, just to enquire about my apps. Speed the process up a little. Since building bloc had no number i could reach on their webbie. Anyway yadda yadda yadda, i scored myself an interview anytime today. They didnt sound that interested tho. So i thought ok, lets just go for it and see what happens.

The instant i put down the phone. I got another call. Hmm… Landline… interesting. Picked up. It was Wen Hsia from building bloc!

Mindless blabber begins..

Building Bloc called me back! OMG!! And said they were very impressed with my work! LIKE OMFG seriously! Apparently, Mr. Dude was my crit from studio 2! The one who gave me an A+ during crits! Like WOAH… cool or not! And he remembered who i was… probably just remembered how my board looked like! BUT wth seriously… seriously… they actually remembered my work!! Grant me the permit to SCREAM now! Apparently, both partners have seen my studio 2 work and apparently they said even then that if they ever wanted an intern it would be me. Do they even comprehend the gravity of such compliments! AHHHHH!

Wonder what he’d say if he knew i got a B for studio 2. No one believed it at first. But i did fellas. I did.

Unfortunately, their office is under renovations now and they can’t take me. Bad timing again.

I got the job from y’shin btw… Although i thought my interview sucked. I start Monday.

And so the holidays begin…

Among the other stuff im counting down,

 12 days and counting to final presentation.

1. ….for some form of time travel device. 

2. …I had a 24 hour all access pass to the national archives.

3. …We were talking.

4. …everyone a happy CNY!

opps 4 is a bad number, gotta add one more…
5. …I had a non expired adobe illustrator right this moment!

First day of school. One class. No lecturer. Waste of time. Bedtime story - horrible.

Ma 400D has landed!

Poser, Jun Wai

Manual focus spot on the eyes man! Should hv set a larger aperture but I like it none the less. Now all i need is a f1.8 50mm . Third party definitely (cause no money mah). But not before i get a better zoom lens to replace the kit.

Addition: Just found out that Darren got a 450D! AHHHH… now we can share items. Right?

Behold, my new hairstyle! You can laugh, though i’d prefer u not to.

PWTC update, coming up.

“Architects are pretty much high class whores. We can turn down projects the way they can turn down some clients, but we’ve both got to say yes to someone if we want to stay in the business.”

Philip Johnson

Boy Band mania!

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Partial submission. Lacks: Fenestration, facade treatment, and the “eye of sauron”. 

Exhausted. Woke up finding my ipod and cellphone sprawled on my bed without any recollection of where and when i slept. With the thought of dooms day in mind. Battery drained. Last exam. MAX marathon. Deadline extended.

I’ve been having a weird hair day today. Looks kinda jap. and Rad. Bleks.

 New work regime:

think.do.think.do.think.do.think.do.think.do.think.do.think.do…

Replacing the defective

think.think.think.think.think.think.think.think.think.think.think.DO…

Revert to the impossible. “I don’t care babe whose right or wrong”. Screw the tutors. I’m gonna do what i like with my design.

Instant sore throat —-> McD fries