even more frustrated

The very last time I ever felt this frustrated was back in the first semester of 3rd year with a certain post modernist bastard of a lecturer/tutor.

It was paralysing so is this.

My thoughts non-coherent. My problem solving ability seem to have vanished into thin air.

I crave ciggies. I feel hungry and I have a headache.

Frustrated

THE DEVIL'S

POST MODERNISTS AND THE LIKES ARE PURE EVIL.
POST MODERNISM IS AN EXCUSE FOR BAD TASTE IN ARCHITECTURE.

Serenity

I guess in times like this, I am truly reminded of my reason for ‘pure noise’. It’s from the very notion of wanting to be away from it all for a bit of serenity which my very own mind wouldn’t allow me to have.

I have longed for calm and peacefulness that I could imagine while I daydream, free from thoughts, free from speech, sight, sound and all that remains is purity at its very best form.

Sadly, I don’t get that, least not for the past half decade where just too many things has happened, some I brought upon myself, some just happened I suppose.

One day, I might just go mad, and that may very well be the happiest I’ll ever be.

September 22nd

I suppose only she will remember better, or maybe not anymore.

Week 9 - Enough is enough!

5 more weeks to go,
5 more weeks left.

I really want this bloody semester to end quickly.
I am not enjoying it.

I miss architecture in the real.
Hypothetical stuff are just, stuff.

Complexity for the sake of complexity,
is just plain utter nonsense!

it's still cold!

It is spring and I have not felt this depressed for so long. I am stressed out from the burden of uni work, namely design, and at the same time, some old issues which I though I had buried are back to play in my mind, haunting me at every corner.

I hope I don’t lose my mind. I’m getting tired. There better be some sunshine soon.