I've been kind of relaxing after submitting my architecture (design) portfolio. Wanting to do work - meaning to say, reading, making notes, writing, designing - but I've been taking breaks and have been spontaneous in agreeing to go places and chillaxing. And it's fun(:
Today, I realised that even in the midst of this fun I'm having, I can also find meaning and try to apply them to my future career as an architect.
I went to the National Gallery for the second time. Then I went bowling and had dessert with friends. Then I had impromptu movie (Our Times) with my housemates from USP and right after, this other movie called The Miracle in Cell No. 7 (Korean. Highly recommended).
Apart from the aesthetics that I gleaned from the N.A.G, what really struck me were the movies.
Whatever happens, us humans really do thrive on love, as I relearned today.
Images, videos that get shown to us that are heartwarming really play on our emotions, make us empathise, make us feel what the characters feel. They reaffirm our sense of right and wrong and show us love in all its forms. Mostly between a male and female, as in romantic atttraction; but also, the love between a father and daughter, the love between friends. Relationships are so very important to us. And it reminds me again of why I chose architecture: to be someone in the background, trying to mould buildings so that they serve their function and then some. I forgot who said this, but someone talked about designing not just for its functions; but also about who will use them. A humble staircase in a home for the happy daughter, one day become bride, who will walk down the steps in joy, parents following. A playground not only for children, but also for the teenagers who use them, act kiddish, and sow the seeds of their young love. A sidewalk for an old couple to walk on and reminiscence by.
Even though architecture belongs to the people eventually, who repurpose them and add their own meanings to a place, but the original intention of the architect still matters. I'm sure that it's a great feeling to design something, and then after almost a lifetime passes, here people talk about what they did in there: how they first held hands under that tree you strategically placed; how a bunch of friends gathered weekly to go for movie nights at a grand old dame (cinema); and so on, and so forth.
Sometimes, the world is such a beautiful place. Or rather, it mostly is, just that the humdrum of everyday life seems to take over most of the time. But when we open our eyes and really look - past the perceived suffering, past personal issues, and take in what has been given to us - I think that we humans are so fortunate to be experiencing these emotions. To love. To feel so miniscule and insignificant in the grand scheme of things and yet part of a much larger whole. It somehow makes one become two, to lean into each other, look at each other, smile faintly, and contemplate the world a little while being perfectly content in the knowledge of being a small part of the universe.
I really don't know what else is happening around me. Like everyone else, I've done some dumb things in my life; but I stick by them. And it's nice to see people whom you care about move on, continue blooming and growing every day.
Sze Lyn, if and when you have someone else in your life (I suspect soon), I wish you all the best. (: I'm happy for you, really, truly.
Myself, I consider myself fortunate in having this privilege to go to university and enroll in this special programme where I find friends surrounding me whenever I need them, and even when I feel like shutting myself in a cage. They give me sanity and are a blessing in my life.
I'll carry on this path, live a life of no regrets, and be the best I can be. And maybe one day I'll live for someone else, too. Maybe one day I'll carry the weight of several lives on my back and shoulder the responsibility standing tall and proud. I look forward to the future that life brings me. (:
Today, I realised that even in the midst of this fun I'm having, I can also find meaning and try to apply them to my future career as an architect.
I went to the National Gallery for the second time. Then I went bowling and had dessert with friends. Then I had impromptu movie (Our Times) with my housemates from USP and right after, this other movie called The Miracle in Cell No. 7 (Korean. Highly recommended).
Apart from the aesthetics that I gleaned from the N.A.G, what really struck me were the movies.
Whatever happens, us humans really do thrive on love, as I relearned today.
Images, videos that get shown to us that are heartwarming really play on our emotions, make us empathise, make us feel what the characters feel. They reaffirm our sense of right and wrong and show us love in all its forms. Mostly between a male and female, as in romantic atttraction; but also, the love between a father and daughter, the love between friends. Relationships are so very important to us. And it reminds me again of why I chose architecture: to be someone in the background, trying to mould buildings so that they serve their function and then some. I forgot who said this, but someone talked about designing not just for its functions; but also about who will use them. A humble staircase in a home for the happy daughter, one day become bride, who will walk down the steps in joy, parents following. A playground not only for children, but also for the teenagers who use them, act kiddish, and sow the seeds of their young love. A sidewalk for an old couple to walk on and reminiscence by.
Even though architecture belongs to the people eventually, who repurpose them and add their own meanings to a place, but the original intention of the architect still matters. I'm sure that it's a great feeling to design something, and then after almost a lifetime passes, here people talk about what they did in there: how they first held hands under that tree you strategically placed; how a bunch of friends gathered weekly to go for movie nights at a grand old dame (cinema); and so on, and so forth.
Sometimes, the world is such a beautiful place. Or rather, it mostly is, just that the humdrum of everyday life seems to take over most of the time. But when we open our eyes and really look - past the perceived suffering, past personal issues, and take in what has been given to us - I think that we humans are so fortunate to be experiencing these emotions. To love. To feel so miniscule and insignificant in the grand scheme of things and yet part of a much larger whole. It somehow makes one become two, to lean into each other, look at each other, smile faintly, and contemplate the world a little while being perfectly content in the knowledge of being a small part of the universe.
I really don't know what else is happening around me. Like everyone else, I've done some dumb things in my life; but I stick by them. And it's nice to see people whom you care about move on, continue blooming and growing every day.
Sze Lyn, if and when you have someone else in your life (I suspect soon), I wish you all the best. (: I'm happy for you, really, truly.
Myself, I consider myself fortunate in having this privilege to go to university and enroll in this special programme where I find friends surrounding me whenever I need them, and even when I feel like shutting myself in a cage. They give me sanity and are a blessing in my life.
I'll carry on this path, live a life of no regrets, and be the best I can be. And maybe one day I'll live for someone else, too. Maybe one day I'll carry the weight of several lives on my back and shoulder the responsibility standing tall and proud. I look forward to the future that life brings me. (:
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