May 04, 2006 00:58
person 1: Hey mei, I found a potato that looks like you.
person 2: Don't feel bad though, you're much hotter than the average potato.
person 3: Yea, you're like a hot potato.
wtf
So everyone at one time or another hates their major. Its inevitable. You can pretend its the most fascinating thing in the world since white bread but really, deep, deep down inside, you loathe its very existence. Hate it. And its ok. it happens to the best of us. This guy in my leture was rushed to the hospital today because of staying up for entire nights, making models, drawing plans, and consuming unhealthy doses of red bull and coffee, mixed with coca cola. Its disgusting. Its sad. We just learned about a famous architect who died alone in a foreign country's train depot bathroom because he was so "devoted" that he stopped sleeping and eating and died from a stroke. Fans love him. I had a panic attack last semester in the middle of a mid-review, and it was the scariest moment of my life. I COULDN'T BREATH. And all I did was walk alone into the hall, struggling through tears to inhale and exhale, trying to compose myself so I could go back in. The worst lasted half an hour. The entire pain lasted for 4 hours. I dont think people are supposed to stop sleeping, eating, have trouble breathing, or go through half the unnecessary stress that studio makes its students go through. Seriously, fuck architecture. or better yet, it can go fuck itself.