
So last Wednesday was my actual birthday. It was also the week of finals. So I spent my birthday morning frantically finishing off my 5 page, single spaced, 10 pt. research paper on mid century modern homes. The afternoon was spent at school trying to print my paper, a way too long story. Just trust me that printing my paper was more painful than writing it! The evening of my bday Kate came over, took me to in & out for my bday diner ( I had been craving a double double for a super super long time). She gave me the awesomest birthday gifts; some cool yarn, and a set of vintage kitchen canisters that match my kitchen some dang well!! Then we ate the radest peach pie from bake sale betty's while watching project runway.

All damn day and night Thursday I spent attached to my drafting table. My final project for drafting consisted of 2 floor plans WITH lighting & electrical, 2 elevations, a section, AND a cover sheet from hell! My drafting isn't great, but it's pretty good. My lettering is pretty darn good though, which I hear is the more important thing to grasp for my line of intended work. Of course I was not able to get all of that done in time, and our horrible but nice instructor allowed us to Finish the final during the allotted class time. So I spent another 3 hours drafting my little fingers to the bone! (note in the photo the drafting table that I was chained to all day Thursday)

As soon as I was done with drafting I went to the library and started working on my CRAZY project that was due this past Monday. Sunday night I went to "sleep" at 5 a.m. and got up at 7 a.m. to finish my project. Needles to say that I was a bit loopy and stunned when the instructor announced she wanted us to give an oral presentation about our projects. UGH! But I made it through and good things are beginning to happen.

My new housemate starts to move in this weekend. Which means that my gigantic huge studio space is no longer mine. You can see from the photos how good I had it. (please keep in mind that the utter chaos and pig sty-ness of the room is due to finals & life. I will be going to birtthday dinner again this weekend with a small group of some of my oldest girlfriends, that is gals that i have known for a long time, not old age broads. ; )
