The clock's ticking. Almost hit the '1' digit there. And here I am, staying up, eyes wide open, with growling stomach, working verrrry hard and neat, tracing the frigging architect plan of a hostel for the 8th floor.
The drawing is soooooo complicated and SMALL, that it actually made me glare, un-blink my eyes throughout the tracing process, trying hard to not produce one sloppy drawing. Sigh.
What am I doing? Hmm.. Just tracing main components of the drawing, and try to suggest, where could I possibly fix those beams (rasuk) at.
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| Even use the 0.3mm pencil to not stain the tracing paper. |
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| Used paper clips to 'lock' its four edges, because moving papers in this work my friend, are no good. |
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| Completed 80% of the work. |
Dear architects, think I'm developing some weird feelings towards you people now. And I don't think the feeling comes in 'rainbows', because all I can see is, pitch black.
Unless... You are handsome, tall, love human more than an Apple and own a Ford Fiesta.
Kihkihkih.. I kid. :P
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