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So, i went and downloaded this grade calculator thing, and spent some time fiddling - turns out if i want to go from a second lower to a second upper class honours i have to take an extra 3 modules (next semester) and then i have to get an A or above for EVERYTHING (including this semester). On the other hand, as long as i average a B- in everything, i should still graduate (bloody hell, graduating next year wtf) with that second lower.
Anyway the semester so far has been gratingly painful - vaguely mitigated for a bit by the upcoming semester break - at 5AM on the day of my interim crit i was sitting staring at my computer wondering how badly it would affect my grade if i didn't show up for interim at all. Amazingly enough, i pulled it together enough to throw a panel together before i fell asleep, then woke up, was in school by 9 and had diagrammatic plans out by noon. It was an odd crit - we didn't get the usual individual comments by tutors - instead half the studio presented and then the panel talked/debated among themselves with occasional comments directed at specific projects. Interesting discussion, very theoretical. Bizarrely enough, the mad sketch i came up with that morning garnered some of the most comments - some of which i didn't really understand, honestly. Got asked a question, and my answer prompted TKS to note that we all had a very 'superficial' understanding of urban energies, the reality of economics, etc. The truth is that this project is a real, actual JTC project - we're talking to the architects in charge of the masterplanning, we're discussing real life issues and problems and the global feasibility of it - it feels a little like we're in over our heads. It's a far, far cry from being asked about the position of your toilets and the material on the facade. At 5.30PM the lot of us collapsed back in studio eating macs (lunch, for most of us) and staring blankly at each other.
Righto, done with the whining. Between the time i started this post and now i have been fed, and am feeling much less grumpy. School is school. 22 seems like a good year to realise how stupid you are, compared to a lot of people. Life goes on.
Anyway the semester so far has been gratingly painful - vaguely mitigated for a bit by the upcoming semester break - at 5AM on the day of my interim crit i was sitting staring at my computer wondering how badly it would affect my grade if i didn't show up for interim at all. Amazingly enough, i pulled it together enough to throw a panel together before i fell asleep, then woke up, was in school by 9 and had diagrammatic plans out by noon. It was an odd crit - we didn't get the usual individual comments by tutors - instead half the studio presented and then the panel talked/debated among themselves with occasional comments directed at specific projects. Interesting discussion, very theoretical. Bizarrely enough, the mad sketch i came up with that morning garnered some of the most comments - some of which i didn't really understand, honestly. Got asked a question, and my answer prompted TKS to note that we all had a very 'superficial' understanding of urban energies, the reality of economics, etc. The truth is that this project is a real, actual JTC project - we're talking to the architects in charge of the masterplanning, we're discussing real life issues and problems and the global feasibility of it - it feels a little like we're in over our heads. It's a far, far cry from being asked about the position of your toilets and the material on the facade. At 5.30PM the lot of us collapsed back in studio eating macs (lunch, for most of us) and staring blankly at each other.
Righto, done with the whining. Between the time i started this post and now i have been fed, and am feeling much less grumpy. School is school. 22 seems like a good year to realise how stupid you are, compared to a lot of people. Life goes on.