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Architecture School: Part 3 — Forks in the road
This article is part of a series discussing and reminiscing my years in Architecture academia. These stories are substantially extracted from facts but are also filtered with my perspective and opinion. Therefore, not everyone that went through the same process will echo my sentiments. Still, similarities will undoubtedly arise, for there is a kinship among participants who go through the same gauntlet.
The first part can be read here and the second here.
A path is defined simply as a course or direction which a thing or person takes. That definition doesn’t really determine the origin of that path, only that someone or something will have to take that path.
For my purpose, a path has been established on how to become an Architect. The first step in that path is education and training in the academic sense.
The previous article (see here) mentioned the disappointing result of my first year of studies in Architecture school. It was a slog that one, but I feel that I think I should keep moving. There’s no point of begging for a spot when there’s a clear cut-off. More work is on the way, and I need to adjust.
It sounds like a delay and it is, but to stop for me in itself is a failure.
