Oh Break me Out.
I had meant to finish the stories that happened in Bangladesh. I never had time. That has been the story of the last few months. My life got so crunched that I never had time for me at any moment. If I wasn't doing something for school, I was surrounded by others. My social life is so much better than my first semester here, but it overwhelmed me up until the end. I have spent almost all of the last 36 hours in my room. I couldn't have asked for anything more. I am exhausted. I need this time to purge everything to prepare for my next life.
So two days ago I graduated Yale. I am now a graduate... A Master of Architecture. It has been a bittersweet ending. I am not craving to leave at all. Not like I was in undergrad. I am kind of sad that it is all over. I am no longer connected to all of these resources. I was just beginning to build relationships with Bob Stern and others. I really enjoyed this semester. I built relationships outside elf the school and furthered the ones inside. In my first semester, I remember feeling like I loved the real world architecture so much more than the academic one. Now, as I face the rebirth of my professional career, I am actually scared. I feel like I am an intern all over again. I feel like I don't know what I am doing. I have long forgotten so much that I learned at Allies and GHC years ago. My brain has been filled with so much academia. I actually like it.
My brother gave me the best graduation gift I could have asked for. He brought my mother to graduation. JR, Beth and my mom came a few days early and stayed for a day afterwards. They made the reception of our end of year student show and got to meet many of my friends. We held a BBQ at mine and Grant's apartment. My mom relays remed to enjoy it. We spent one day taking an old steam train and boat ride in Essex, went up to Mystic and eventually Newport on an extremely long day. My favorite adventure though was taking my mom to the art museums here in New Haven. She really seemed to enjoy looking at every single painting. She wanted to read every plaque, all the way up until they kicked us out of the museum. It was really cute. I was so happy she could see all of that. I was glad they made the ceremonies. We had two, both of which were super formal and Yale-centric. My mother saw me graduate Yale. That makes my day.
On Tuesday I will start my new adventure. After talking to a dozen firms in New York, I took up a position with Mitchell-Giurgola. I am pretty excited to get back into designing academic projects. I have such a passion for education. I am happy to get back into it. I'm just going to try an relax until then. A short trip to Philly and then its off to a whole new world.
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So two days ago I graduated Yale. I am now a graduate... A Master of Architecture. It has been a bittersweet ending. I am not craving to leave at all. Not like I was in undergrad. I am kind of sad that it is all over. I am no longer connected to all of these resources. I was just beginning to build relationships with Bob Stern and others. I really enjoyed this semester. I built relationships outside elf the school and furthered the ones inside. In my first semester, I remember feeling like I loved the real world architecture so much more than the academic one. Now, as I face the rebirth of my professional career, I am actually scared. I feel like I am an intern all over again. I feel like I don't know what I am doing. I have long forgotten so much that I learned at Allies and GHC years ago. My brain has been filled with so much academia. I actually like it.
My brother gave me the best graduation gift I could have asked for. He brought my mother to graduation. JR, Beth and my mom came a few days early and stayed for a day afterwards. They made the reception of our end of year student show and got to meet many of my friends. We held a BBQ at mine and Grant's apartment. My mom relays remed to enjoy it. We spent one day taking an old steam train and boat ride in Essex, went up to Mystic and eventually Newport on an extremely long day. My favorite adventure though was taking my mom to the art museums here in New Haven. She really seemed to enjoy looking at every single painting. She wanted to read every plaque, all the way up until they kicked us out of the museum. It was really cute. I was so happy she could see all of that. I was glad they made the ceremonies. We had two, both of which were super formal and Yale-centric. My mother saw me graduate Yale. That makes my day.
On Tuesday I will start my new adventure. After talking to a dozen firms in New York, I took up a position with Mitchell-Giurgola. I am pretty excited to get back into designing academic projects. I have such a passion for education. I am happy to get back into it. I'm just going to try an relax until then. A short trip to Philly and then its off to a whole new world.
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