"Hi I'm Tom!"

    If you've watched "50 first dates" you know what character Im really talking about. Meet 10 second Tom. Literally forgets you in ten seconds. So even if you said something meaningful and loving he'd forget it in ten seconds. Kind of like men. And if your a woman in the ENVD program this doesn't pertain to you. This post is completely directed to the male population who is studying architecture (or any man really, because you're all the same). I know you're lives are hectict and crazed with mounds of homework and projects that are Titus, however if you have a girlfriend I have a message for you. Do you know what we go through? We bend over IN HALF for you! We're patient (sometimes), kind (most the time) and hell, we even go out of our way to try to "understand" your super confusing models. You would think that after all is said and done the LEAST you could do is the basic God given tools you learned from day one. Elaborate you say? With pleasure! 1. Remember you're A,B,C's? The ones you learned in oh I don't know kindergarten? USE THEM! That means if plans change, COMMUNICATE THAT. I forgot though. You're verrryy busy (Playing soccer when you said you would be doing homework all day). 2. Woman are simple human beings! Men it's the little things. I know you don't have time for fancy dinners, extravagant thought out dates, and apparently nice texts (who knew). But leave a half a sentance for us to find on the back of any piece of paper, just simply saying "I love you" occasionally and we will be set for life..(maybe). And lastly, don't try to be apologetic when were you REALLY sorry you "forgot" to mention you couldn't pick me up? Because "homework" (soccer) was so time consuming you literally forgot? Not only will it completely piss us off, You've now earned yourself one venting session to my mom from me when I'm really mad at you and your points in her book, go down. God bless if my dad accidentally hears. So there you have it. I guess all in all you just have to remember one thing. Use your words. Otherwise you'll be written about in a blog for the whole world to read. And you think being forgotten is embarrassing? Try being remembered for being a monkey. You're all monkeys. And now you're a monkey who owes me a yhat. With the movie "50 first dates" always playing to remind you of how "forgetful" you just are. 

Outer "space"

space

spās/

Noun

1.   A continuous area or expanse that is free, available, or unoccupied 

 Well now that you know the exact definition of space is, let me enlighten you. 

      Even when they spend 5 out of the 7 days a week doing homework, and then sometimes even the full 7 days, they still need more time for homework. And when that's not enough they demand space. Welcome to second semester hell. Ah, the new and exciting toys of the architect world: laser beams, a program named "rhino" and alas the new treacherous hours of staring at a bright screen you call you're computer. If you ask me (and you never should) this whole major keeps getting more and more obnoxious. No more sitting in studio into the wee hours of morning to cut cardboard and chipboard, no. Now it's laser beams and endless clicking to micro manage your design on a computer. The professors really fixate on how long you will last before your carpal tunnel kicks in or your vision goes, perhaps they have placed bets. Whatever the case, it's now graduated to space as well as time. These greedy little time suckers and space mutants take, take, take and never return. I suppose the demand for a house in the Virgin Islands is in order. Stay strong my girlfriends, boyfriends, and space cadets. It will get worse before it gets better. 

Over and out.

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When in doubt, get busy.

   I have never in my life waited for a boy. I am very independent and hate when I get vaulnerable. I don't care if your some hot, beautiful, perfectly sculpted man. I will not wait for you. However, I have found myself, yes you guessed it, waiting. (He must be the one since I'm waiting around CONSTANTLY for this kid.) Im not kidding, sometimes I check the time four or five times. Hate to break it to you but he's not done yet, how many times have we gone over this? He's not done now, and probably won't be In 2 weeks. Not to fear, I have found a temporary fix. Keep busy. I don't care what you do, or how you do it, find a freaking hobby. Do you think I enjoy running? Hell no, but it's something to do when the man is at work.. Plus it helps me stay sane by reminding me how I'm more miserable running than dating this sick major. It's not hard people. Find something that's worse than your problems and it'll distract you from your one true misery. Plus you'll get ripped in the process. 10 more years of this nonsense and I'll be getting a pedicure in my private jet.. And it'll allllll be worth it. One last time repeat after me, find a hobby, stay distracted, be happy.

I'm late! I'm late! I'm late!

          Everyone has seen Alice In Wonderland, and if you haven't your childhood has been robbed from you. It's one of the best movies of all time. There's the Mad Hatter, Alice of course and the White Rabbit who pertains very well to an architect. Dating an architect is like waiting for the white rabbit to be on time. If you know an architect well you'd know that they have no sense of time and or direction really. They only have one speed and its "work until you drop". And if you're the type of lover who waits for a simple text, or an update to know how far they are with their projects, well you will be very dissapointed in the end. You see they are never certain how long gluing puzzle piece size pieces together and then having to rebuild the same thing five more times will take. All they know is work. So if you're planning a date, make sure you tell them an hour before the actual time because let's face it. Their time management skills... Don't have anything to do with your reservations at 6:45 that you've been planning for almost  two weeks. All they care about is doing their work, and getting it done. Which is fairly reasonable I'd say. However expecting a time frame or a percentage of where they are in their work, well that would be like the white rabbit finally getting to his destination on time. And we all know there would be no Alice In Wonderland if that were the case. Quick checking your watch. He doesn't know and he won't in an hour. He's late. He's late. He's late.

A little slack

    Besides the complaining and whining I consistently do, the other half of the time I'm trying my best to praise my boyfriend for his dedication and brain liquefying work. I mean let's be honest here, who wants to sit up close to chip board and carve over a line a thousand times with an exacto knife (which the blades are ridiculously over priced by the way) until you have a small but important piece to your creation that you've drafted, and worked on for hours or even days for-- only to throw it away basically, but not before you're teacher has the opportunity to A. Praise you or B. Rip you apart. I don't know about you, but that doesn't sound very rewarding to me. Although, I am often reminded that the tedious and mind boggling work of these majors is still pretty incredible. When you set aside the neglect, and lack of communication you recieve from them it is pretty amazing how hard they work for well-- nothing. If they only put that much dedication into their amazing significant others. (Haha just kidding.) At the end of the day, when you step back and watch these humans slave away for a 5x7 model that took 14 hours and 23 minutes to make, you have to give them a pat on the back and be impressed with their dedication. If their not doing it for you, they are doing it for you're future mansion and 4 vacation homes, so why don't we cut them some slack. 

Cheers!

No expectations, No problem!

      How many times more than often are you overly joyed to see your significant other every once in a while? It's like Christmas when they actually CAN hang out. Can't sleep the night before because your just too damn excited. And then the inevitable happens... You don't. All the excitment build up, and hours counted down, and moments you fantasized..Ruined, Let down, and poof- gone. This is perpetually a habit now. I don't know how many times I ask "but really, are we REALLY going to hang out?!" I don't even know why I ask really. So here it is. Rule 2,345: have ZERO expectations. Now I'm not saying all architects are out to disappoint and are out to let you down. Their again, more than likely doing something that's involved with their God forsaken homework. Never being able to catch up with their timeless projects they find in their spare time great fun to work on. Don't take it personally, and if you want my advice it's easier to just assume you won't see them when your actually supposed to. (That's why their ghosts they only show when you don't want them to.) And for peetes sake give it up, their not waiting at your house with some fancy dinner they made from scratch, no dozen roses, and certainly no "I'm so happy your home" kisses. They are where they will always be. With their other girlfriend- studio. If the expectation isn't there, there is no reason to get upset or hurt by their absence, and later on you'll be happy to say things like "Hi meet my boyfriend ghost, who actually won't ever be able to make it to anything because he's an architect major." To everyone who suffers from this. God bless, and rememeber- no expectations no problem!

Liar, liar, pants on fire!

      Now that you know a little about me, and why I started this blog, let me just clear this up. I love my boyfriend and I wouldn't think of leaving even if I didn't see him for days. So even though I'll go on tyrants about how miserable I am, remember this blog is for me and supporting the other people of this world who got blind sided with this awesome major. Great, glad we got that covered.       You've all seen the bad movies where the husband calls the wife and says "honey, I'm going to be staying later at the office tonight" you scum bag we know what your really doing, partially because we do, we are watching, but also because it's a classic "I'm cheating on you line." If you've ever had a hunch, or a gut feeling, or a "vision from the devil" I like to call them, where your constantly making up the scenario that you man or woman is definitely cheating on you... And by cheating I mean their working on their God forsaken homework. Yep you read it right! THIER NOT CHEATING. Unless you are the rare case in which they are and in that case I will gladly help you slash some tires. No matter how many times you come up with examples, or put one and one together it boils down to this-- you have to trust them, (gross right?!) I can't even believe that's coming out of my mouth because trust me, I've thought of it all. They say not to believe everything you read well I read somewhere that architects are the most loyal college majors out there. So naturally I'm going to believe this. So let's take one for the team and just believe the unbelieveable. He or she is probably not cheating on you and they are probably doing exactly what they say they are doing. Cutting out chip board and gluing it together and yes it really does take a grand total of  8 hours. And yes they will be there late. Do take it from the pro of mind games I play on myself, and just trust the rascal. After all... That brand new GS lexus series is looking bright in you're future! 

Cheers everyone. Have a great day!