Those of you following this blog for some time now would have known that today was rather a special day for me. It was my return to the "education system" (so to speak), first day of my masters program. Since graduating from undergrad school, I've always felt that I wanted to further my studies, but wasn't quite sure I wanted do it in architecture. I worked for two years in two London practices, one large and the other very small, it was important for me to experience what it felt like to be a practicing architect. Lets just say it had it's highs and lows, I wasn't a big fan of a certain council's planning policy. So when the opportunity came to spend a year in Italy, working in fashion, I said HELL YES!
Boy or boy was that the most ADVENTUROUS year of my life! Like in every good story there is always a "but", and this was a big ol "but"! I had a good time living in Venice, working in fashion, and partying like a Sex and the City gal, "but" I missed architecture like crazy. Who could blame me? Surrounded by the most exquisite examples of art, architecture and great beauty, it was hard not to be inspired. So eventually the good times had to come to a bittersweet end. My mind was made up, I was coming home to London, to finish what I started years ago.
Today finally arrived after weeks of excitement turned anticipation, and it was time to make that decision, the one that will ultimately (ok slight exaggeration here) determine the path of my working life. It was time to choose which architecture discipline I wanted to develop further. "But" (and here's that word again) not before the head of department gives his traditional speech. Which went something like this.
"Over the next two years, you must all say good bye to everything, no social life, no reading of materials unrelated to the course, no going to the pub, no sleep, and no sex. This course will kill you".
What about blogging? My little heart gets to racing. I can't possibly give this up, I love it too much. What about the friends I've made, and my ever so loyal readers, who continue to grow in rapid rates. I love you darlings!
So here's the plan beautiful people, posting might be a bit irregular over the next couple of weeks whilst I adjust to my new life, but THERE WILL BE BLOGGING! Please bare with me my lovelies, there will initially be a few teething problems, but all will be straightened out as soon as possible. The ride might get a little bumpy in the beginning, but have some patience, because there will be plenty of good stuff to come out of it. I will be taking you guys with me on this journey, through the good, bad, funny and embarrassing moments. As the Italian adventures ends, so must the London one begin.
Night, night and
a million kisses
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