I can see the finish line...almost

My last semester has begun. It is a really exciting and nerve-racking time. It has been a long journey and it's all gonna be over soon~ I'm very excited for my degree project...I really like the subjects I'm dealing with. Here's to hoping that everything comes together nicely in the end~ I've been experiencing some severe nostalgia for the past two weeks. Maybe it's the cold that's messing with my head or something. I keep getting waves of feelings that remind of five/six years ago. It's nice~ I think I'm relating this final year a lot to my first year of architecture school....some of the same anxious feelings have surfaced but I'm embracing them.

For five years, I've had studio on Tuesdays and Fridays but for degree project students, studio is on Mondays and Thursdays. This is the first Friday in five years were I am free (not really free....have to work on studio but stillllll)~

And on a different note. I was in India a year ago. Time flies. I tied pink and yellow kite strings to my wrist during the Ahmedabad kite festival and I haven't taken them off since. The beautiful colors have washed~

Gonna get back to my work <3

Up and Down and Up

2013 started off in a very dramatic fashion. Wasn't quite prepared for everything, but that's okay, I improvised. My grandmother was taken to the ER for heart failure. She had some sort of a flu the week before and the doctors said that her heart was having a tough time.

I was with a friend when I heard the news. My heart sank to my stomach. I wasn't ready at all. She was so weak and small when I saw her. She wasn't eating anything. I started joking around with her. I am not good in intense situations so I resort to jokes. I tried lightening the mood - I was doing it more for myself I think. Nevertheless, it seemed to help her too. She started talking more and sounded more like her usual self. When I went home I was still anxious and my heart was beating fast, but by the next day I felt more calm.

I visited Ponchik the next day. He makes me so happy. I hugged him as much as I could. I love hugs.

The following day I felt that I might be getting a cold. I didn't want to stay home, however. I saw Seven Psychopaths for the fifth time with good company. I have memorized it by now. After, I came home to celebrate my parent's anniversary. It was just the four of us....mom, dad, sister, and I. We laughed a lot. It was nice. I treasure those moments because they happen less and less.

I'm fighting this cold now. Everything is fine. I'm just tired. I try to sleep but I have a migraine that makes it difficult. I've been watching documentaries and movies on netflix as a distraction. I tried to read a book earlier but it was a challenge to hold it up. I'll get to it.

Up and down and up. This is life~

HAPPY NEW YEAR

myaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!