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Final project , architecture diary.

 24th October 2020. 


It's week 12 everyone and we are done with all the lessons that we are just a week away from final exam! Hundreds of food been eaten, lots of lipstick been used and tons of drawings been submitted. 

Being this far, these are the common architectural people culture I've observed:

1. We are too vulnerable 

2. THERE IS NO SHY SHY IN OUR DICTIONARY 

3. Get used to rejection just like you get used to Corona

4. Keep on STANDING FOR YOUR OWN IDEA


Last week my lecturer handed me some of the  BIGGEST drawings I've ever drawn in life and guess i got B+ for musolla interior i made. Let me tell you, the interior was inspired by the Sheikh Zayed mosque which probably you can tell, it is hell gorgeous of course!! But my lecturer did agree with that point, but for some reasons she gave me B+ is because I AM NOT TALENTEN IN DRAWING. LIKE LEGIT SOME OF THE THINGS IN THAT BUILDING LOOKS 2D INSTEAD OF 3D. 


Another thing is, she asked me why did i didn't just draw the typical musolla i have seen in Malaysia, because she preferred and admired the interior, the smell, the taste (🌚) and everything in between about our musolla here.  But pardon meeeeeee THIS WORLD NEEDS TO REBORN. I'm a new woman and everything has to get through the revolution. 


But some people in my university attacccccccked me for being so demanding SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO at the end things remained. 


Nowww i am just 7 days away from final that we need to design a landscape for our bulding which after this bloody long journey you can start calling me LAR. Raihana. (Landscape Architect. Raihana) haha just kidddinggg. 


Psychologically, after i got the criticism, i admit I'm a bit 'scared' to design things now and i know that's STUPIIID. So i called my mom just now and asked her about what kind of dream musolla she wants to see. And i told her about what i just told you and she reminded me about world-famous woman architect, Ar. Zaha Hadid and her exceptional curve buildings i once told my mom before i enrolled uni. 


Yessssss everyone did rejected Hadid because her designs were somewhat unthinkable and she wasn't really focus on details, she was that kind of big picture person AND YES JUST! LIKE! ME!!!!. But one of her lecturer then tried to understand her drawing and to him, Hadid is a new level architect. Now looook, her buldings are everywhere in the world and she's one of the most successful architect, the 1st successful woman architect that when she died on 2016, at the age of 60, she still had 300+ world bulding projects need to be finished. 🙂


Okay now im trying to find inspiration cuz i need to submit 2 landscapes tomorrow or else my lecturer will kill me. Have a great day everyone. Byeee 

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