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Monday, October 20, 2003

the same inertia always hits me before i begin my assignments. i've left the honors room and my friends, quite reluctantly even as the new sofa and good company proved to be serious temptations. My friends got up early on sunday to transport a sofa from someone's home to the honor's room and as mentioned by a vamp, up two flights of staircase too. Enthusiasm is precious. Sometimes i feel so drained to be enthusiastic about anything. At this stage, everything seems like a duty, a responsibility more than anything else. But even so, i know i must hang in there and be faithful in the little things, even though there's no longer any excitement or.. enthusiasm.

I'm now at the com lab and supposed to be working on my critical theory presentation on David Harvey. something to do with postmodernity and architecture. I certainly do not know much about architecture but the books in the archi section of kinokuniya would be excellent coffeetable material, if i ever could afford them. Skyscrapers fascinate me and best of all skygardens. lofts and avant garde houses with drawn out design plans, capturing different angles/ cross-sections of the house do strangely perk me up.

Furthermore, it's just the sheer amount of time, that precious leisurely bumming hours that one can spend reading such stuff. now i need to go to the toilet to crap..

posted by happyhannon at 2:19 PM