The very first..and last of the Firsts.....

The greatest of events that we all remember in time are either the first and last. In Psychology, test results yield that the items most remembered are the first ones perceived, and yet when asked to remember them in order..the last of the items is the first one recognized. Well im assuming, theoretically, even though the day wasn't so special..this is one of those scenarios.

Of all the first days of schools that i've ever encountered in life. I feel this is the one that deserves the most attention. Believe it or not, its hard to realize that this "first day of school" is in fact, going to be the LAST one for me. I am graduating and scary as it sounds, and dorky as I may be, i want to cherish this last year of mine. The environment, the friends that i encounter, and have yet to meet, and everything that changed my life all in all.

Campus was beautiful the first day back. It was sticky humid, but the trees and the smooth curvature of pratt's green landscape mediated between the wind and the stickiness. First class was Thesis selection. The presentation wasn't so great, and a lot of the curriculum changed. The new blood of architects are now infiltrating Higgins Hall. Surprisingly I got my first choice. In that room, i felt a feeling of relief. I was walking down campus earlier and i felt so estranged not by the environment but by the new faces, and old faces i haven't seen in a while. It seems like being in Rome for a whole semester really pulled you out of the loop of things. Almost like a piece of a puzzle that you need to shove back in place. The students all wrote down their selections after the presentations and we ended up crowding into a massive pigpen situation inside the hallway, as we wait for KUBUS to select the professors for us.
[Here is KUBUS organizing all our selections, making sure that we get either our first or second choice professors..] and here is Steve..desperately hanging in there waiting for the results]

I think it was the wait that pulled everyone back together since we had no other choice but to face each other in the heat and socialize. Nonetheless it was a great day, and like i said The last will be remembered as the first...