Buy My Book!
heh heh, well not exactly "my" book! i have some good news to relate though. my "work" has finally been published in a mass media format, i.e. meaning a bound work open for public circulation! last year's studio and all the students' work were composed together and a book was made. we just got copies last week and it was just so satisfying to see my work all pretty and glossy. heehee. i feel like such a silly kid but i guess in a way it is a milestone of sorts. i mean its not the real first time my work has been "published", but i doubt my thesis is a real publication or the small "studio works" publications the architecture department does and hands out to propsective students is either. and its not like i had to "compete" in any fashion to get into the book. but still, i can take the selfish pleasure of knowing that my work is out there for public acknowledgement and that the work overall...looks good. heehee. so go buy my book! i won't be charging for signatures for the time being!
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in other news, i met an old college friend the other day. he had apparetly come up to boston from nyc to look at hbs, eventhough he's an architect (smart man!). and while i was walking down the stairs i saw him and he saw me and was like...whoa. i haven't seen you in a while. anyways, we had friendly conversation and he invited me to dinner after with another mutual college friend of ours who lived in boston and that i had seen on occasion as well. we went to this place in chinatown called shabu zen, a japanese "hot pot" joint that was pretty good. i got to try green tea boba which was actually really good eventhough i'm usually not a fan of green tea. but the best was just sort of reminiscing about college with old college friends and asking about various people that the others has kept in contact with or knew things about.
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i actually look back on to college with a great deal of nostalgia. well, then again i guess i look back on almost anything in my past with nostalgia. i hope that is a good thing. it was great to think of those crazy people you had met in college, like the super geniuses who had the strange habit of chomping on their scabs that they had picked...ewww. or people with odd odor. heh heh. good time good time. now i don't quite remember college as a continous vacation of drunkeness and screwing around... but hmmm, if my friend says so, i guess it was for him. how envious!
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sometimes i wonder what it takes to keep in touch with people and what magic happens when a group of people are able to part one another, grow into virtually different people to various degrees, but still be able to come together when possible and when fate throws them together and still realize that at least on some level they are still friends. i mean, some of my high school friends i have known for now almost 15 or so years but i dunno, sometimes i feel like i would be a complete stranger in their lives now. and there's nothing unnatural about that... people move on. but it's nice when we hold on to things as memories. because i dunno, memories, at least the ones you want to remember and tell other people about, are usually about what fun you had with someone, kicking back, laughing, adventures... basic hallmark shit.
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speaking of memories. my ex will be coming into town tonight to visit. i like to think that we are one of those pairs of people that has transformed in a healthy way from one stage of our lives that we shared together to the next stage where we are separate but still good friends. i like to think to that its a sign of maturity that i have been able to be real friends with him, since all my previous relationships have never resulted in a real friendship post-breakup. now i hope it's a sign of both our maturity and not just mine...or only his... haha.
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although not at all aluding to how i feel at the moment, i thought this was a neat image i found at work.
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in other news, i met an old college friend the other day. he had apparetly come up to boston from nyc to look at hbs, eventhough he's an architect (smart man!). and while i was walking down the stairs i saw him and he saw me and was like...whoa. i haven't seen you in a while. anyways, we had friendly conversation and he invited me to dinner after with another mutual college friend of ours who lived in boston and that i had seen on occasion as well. we went to this place in chinatown called shabu zen, a japanese "hot pot" joint that was pretty good. i got to try green tea boba which was actually really good eventhough i'm usually not a fan of green tea. but the best was just sort of reminiscing about college with old college friends and asking about various people that the others has kept in contact with or knew things about.
.
i actually look back on to college with a great deal of nostalgia. well, then again i guess i look back on almost anything in my past with nostalgia. i hope that is a good thing. it was great to think of those crazy people you had met in college, like the super geniuses who had the strange habit of chomping on their scabs that they had picked...ewww. or people with odd odor. heh heh. good time good time. now i don't quite remember college as a continous vacation of drunkeness and screwing around... but hmmm, if my friend says so, i guess it was for him. how envious!
.
sometimes i wonder what it takes to keep in touch with people and what magic happens when a group of people are able to part one another, grow into virtually different people to various degrees, but still be able to come together when possible and when fate throws them together and still realize that at least on some level they are still friends. i mean, some of my high school friends i have known for now almost 15 or so years but i dunno, sometimes i feel like i would be a complete stranger in their lives now. and there's nothing unnatural about that... people move on. but it's nice when we hold on to things as memories. because i dunno, memories, at least the ones you want to remember and tell other people about, are usually about what fun you had with someone, kicking back, laughing, adventures... basic hallmark shit.
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speaking of memories. my ex will be coming into town tonight to visit. i like to think that we are one of those pairs of people that has transformed in a healthy way from one stage of our lives that we shared together to the next stage where we are separate but still good friends. i like to think to that its a sign of maturity that i have been able to be real friends with him, since all my previous relationships have never resulted in a real friendship post-breakup. now i hope it's a sign of both our maturity and not just mine...or only his... haha.
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although not at all aluding to how i feel at the moment, i thought this was a neat image i found at work.
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