I defy you to find me an architecture student who is completely at peace with their thesis once it has been printed. I made a spelling mistake in the text and it almost broke me even though I live in a place where English is not the first language of my peers.
It is goddamned late or goddamned early. Either way I feel like I've taken somebody's heart medication and drank a 2-6 of rye.
Printing and pin-up is in 2 weeks and my wonderful supervisor decides this is the perfect time to tell me to rethink my whole strategy. Why do I get the feeling that I should get used to this in my career?
I was not cut into tiny bite-sized shreds at the penultimate review. This gives me hope that I will not fail horribly.
Not bad, v-ray. Not bad at all.