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transomwhiplassSo at the Palazzo Pio (where our studio and apartments are located), there is a tall, central marble staircase. It's pretty precarious to walk down and I've always caught myself whilst slipping. However, yesterday was a different matter as I took a spill down a couple of stairs (glissading, the technical term as my dad would say) and now wish I could employ an inflatable donut to cushion my aching backside. What's worse was that I was walking with another student from my program and he grabbed my arm as I kept slipping. It made our already kind of awkward conversation that much worse for another flight of stairs.
So, it's now common knowledge that I am the youngest person here. Luckily, I only have T-30 days until I can erase what has been one of most embarrassing ages ever. Not for anything that really happened during it (I'd have to say that I've actually had a pretty good 20th year), just the intrinsic value that comes with being 20. At this point, I don't care about drinking or going to bars. I'm just tired of people looking at me and saying "I'm sorry" (like they do when I tell them I'm an architecture major). It's also embarrassing when people having to change their plans around the "child" or isolating when they can't. I've had to pretty much see everyone from my year hit that destination, so now it's just a division within the grade which is even worse. It's one of those things that I can tell has separated me from my roommates. We are all the same year in school, but they kind of treat me like a kid all the time. Ugh, just frustrating.
We have our midterm review on Thursday. I'm not so much looking forward to it as there seems to be a lot of not so fun work involved and then we have to present it to several architects and half the class. What's lame is that we have to do three times the work because he won't let us determine which site we are doing till after the review. I understand the point of it all, but I don't particularly feel up to do it right now.
Friday is something to look forward to because we are going to Naples and Pompeii and then probably staying somewhere on the coast. That was my favorite part of my last trip, especially the boat trip out to Capri. Hopefully it will be a good weekend. It will be nice just to leave the city. I've realized that my real aversion is just to Rome itself. It's like if New York was 2000 years older--older, dirtier, with more of an ego. All of the modern problems with few of the nicer conveniences. I've been trying to spend as much time outside of the city physically and/or mentally.
The one exception is the next week where I have my weekend in Rome all planned out. Everyone is apparently going to Florence that weekend since it's the last time we can really have a long weekend to ourselves, after that it will be a studio powerhouse until the final. I found a bookstore off Piazza Navona (where St. Agnes is located) that will be open until midnight that Friday to dole our Harry Potter books. So basically, I have a long weekend by myself where I can enjoy some childhood closure. Exciting.
I have so much work ahead of me, I'm not particularly looking forward to any of the midterm preparation. The last few days have been pretty much spent inside but after the epically long sight-seeing tour in Saturday, I've been a little weary of that anyway. It's hardest to just let myself have some downtime here. It's like, wow, I'm in this historic place--I should see everything I can and not waste a moment. However, after a while, it's hard to appreciate the beauty/wonder in certain things because you are so tired or just saw something else that was "so great." Anyway, I feel okay with the amount I am doing of both and really--it's feeling in harmonious balance that's more important than either.
So, it's now common knowledge that I am the youngest person here. Luckily, I only have T-30 days until I can erase what has been one of most embarrassing ages ever. Not for anything that really happened during it (I'd have to say that I've actually had a pretty good 20th year), just the intrinsic value that comes with being 20. At this point, I don't care about drinking or going to bars. I'm just tired of people looking at me and saying "I'm sorry" (like they do when I tell them I'm an architecture major). It's also embarrassing when people having to change their plans around the "child" or isolating when they can't. I've had to pretty much see everyone from my year hit that destination, so now it's just a division within the grade which is even worse. It's one of those things that I can tell has separated me from my roommates. We are all the same year in school, but they kind of treat me like a kid all the time. Ugh, just frustrating.
We have our midterm review on Thursday. I'm not so much looking forward to it as there seems to be a lot of not so fun work involved and then we have to present it to several architects and half the class. What's lame is that we have to do three times the work because he won't let us determine which site we are doing till after the review. I understand the point of it all, but I don't particularly feel up to do it right now.
Friday is something to look forward to because we are going to Naples and Pompeii and then probably staying somewhere on the coast. That was my favorite part of my last trip, especially the boat trip out to Capri. Hopefully it will be a good weekend. It will be nice just to leave the city. I've realized that my real aversion is just to Rome itself. It's like if New York was 2000 years older--older, dirtier, with more of an ego. All of the modern problems with few of the nicer conveniences. I've been trying to spend as much time outside of the city physically and/or mentally.
The one exception is the next week where I have my weekend in Rome all planned out. Everyone is apparently going to Florence that weekend since it's the last time we can really have a long weekend to ourselves, after that it will be a studio powerhouse until the final. I found a bookstore off Piazza Navona (where St. Agnes is located) that will be open until midnight that Friday to dole our Harry Potter books. So basically, I have a long weekend by myself where I can enjoy some childhood closure. Exciting.
I have so much work ahead of me, I'm not particularly looking forward to any of the midterm preparation. The last few days have been pretty much spent inside but after the epically long sight-seeing tour in Saturday, I've been a little weary of that anyway. It's hardest to just let myself have some downtime here. It's like, wow, I'm in this historic place--I should see everything I can and not waste a moment. However, after a while, it's hard to appreciate the beauty/wonder in certain things because you are so tired or just saw something else that was "so great." Anyway, I feel okay with the amount I am doing of both and really--it's feeling in harmonious balance that's more important than either.
