What’s in my bag: Architecture Happens

What’s in my bag: Architecture Happens

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I want to tell a memory of mine from the night between last tuesday and wednesday. I was doing some homework stuff and it was 5.30 am. It had been a long time since I started to study and my brain was full of architectural documentary videos, books and articles. While I was writing down something on my logbook, I started sleeping. Suddenly I woke up and there was “bozuk çay” written on my logbook which means “rotten tea”. I erased it and tried to concentrate on my assignment again. I slept by my desk again. This time when I woke up I saw “tenispilates” on my logbook. However after all I decided to sleep.

It’s one of the strangest experiences I’ve ever had. Maybe it’s about our subconscious. If scientists did that as a test, I’m sure they’d find out pretty interesting results. Whatever, I’m just happy for this week had ended up, it was the worst in this school. That’s all 🙂

See you!

(You can see the marks of erased “tenispilates” downwards)

Merhabalar! Size geçtiğimiz salıyı çarşambaya bağlayan gece yaşadığım minik bir olayı anlatmak istiyorum. Saat sabahın beş buçuğuydu ve ben hala ödev yapıyordum. Bir gece için fazla denebilecek kadar çok mimari yayın okumuş, belgesel izlemiştim ve kafam karmakarışıktı. Biraz da uykunun etkisi vardı tabi. Logbook’uma yazı yazarken yavaşça uyuyakaldım. Hala yazı yazıyordum ve bir anda uyandım. Defterimde “bozuk çay” yazıyordu. İlginçti. Yazıyı sildiğim gibi ödevime devam ettim. Aynı şey yeniden başıma geldi. Bu sefer ise defterimde gördüğüm “tenispilates”ti. Bunların ardından doğal olarak biraz uyusam iyi olur dedim.

Anlatınca çok sıradan geldi ama başıma gelen en ilginç olaylardan biriydi bu. Bilinçaltıyla ilgili olsa gerek. Bilim adamları böyle testler yapsa oldukça ilginç sonuçlar elde ederler, bundan eminim. Her neyse, şu ana kadar okulda geçirdiğim en kötü hafta bugün itibariyle son buldu.

Görüşmek üzere!

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Hello dears!

How tired am I! Yesterday I slept for 1,5 hours and had a very intense working night. Hence, today I was so sleepy that I couldn’t resist more and came home at the expense of missing a speech of the head of architecture department. I was really wandering that. I guess I need to get into that much tiring and busy days.

I used to be that kind of girl who cares herself and setled it into daily routine. Nowadays  the only “caring” factor that I’m doing is cleansing and fragrances which are totally a must for me (and I hope for you too!). However, my skin is screaming for help about dryness and teenager issues. Thanks god I have time for making outfits and clean my clothes(No, machines can’t do that for me. Half of my wardrobe requires hand-washing for wool and silk clothes, the other parts are already shirts, jeans and basics.)

What I need from the new year is to throw my laziness away and adjust myself into my week-planner. Learning a new language is on the top of my “recent to do list”, hopefully I’ll make it real on january. Moreover I also want to do solfege exercises every day and read all the books I’ve bought (It’ll take so much time I guess). And documentary films! Yes! I have collected and bought a lot of them and they are winking me whenever we come across in my bedroom. Photography? I’m learning it by trying a lot with different lenses but it still needs an education part.

I hope it’s understood that why I’m not writing my fashion blog anymore. It needs continuity. My intention on this blog is writing continuously too but I’m trying my best. Furthermore I need something new. It doesn’t seem satisfying to do spors or playing instruments. It can be anything. I’m still on the searching and exploring part on the change of me. It can be anything, I don’t know. Something changed in my life but I remain the same but it’s not right for the position I exist.

Whatever… That’s all from me now. I decided about the posts I’m going to write, wish me more time for those posts to be written. Bye!

Lists

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Keeping lists and taking notes consciously comes from creative minds. Just like me, I won’t be modest about it. If I have to muse about listing habits of creative and clever people, I guess that’s all based on the desire of controll. Having the documents of the things feels safe. Maybe they are all preparations for the upcoming unthought things, at least for me. When I watch a movie, listen to a speech or in a lesson a new list starts to be written on the notes part of my phone.

I am thinking of myself. Te first list that I’ve ever had is alphabet that daddy gave me. I was watching Sesame Street. Voila! I have learnt reading and writing by myself. I was 4 or 5. That alphabet was a beginning of a chain reaction. The first list that I’ve first made was the list of my friends from Kindergarten. Kindergarten was kinda dream. I still see my teachers there, they’re lovely and still concerned about me. Whatever…

The simpliest lists that I’ve made were about the books I’ve read and liked, the movies I’ve watched and liked, characters who inspire me… For exampe the one that I’ve made last year was about the things I’ve eaten every day. Moreover my recent list is about the money I spend every day. I also keep an agenda, feels like living more aware. Maybe I seem too obsessed on tidiness. Obsession? Maybe. Tidiness? Not at all. I like putting things in an order, not myself. Atully I’m tidy, mentally. The idea of organizing things makes me feel comfortable and satisfied. Moreover, stationaries makes this progress much more enjoyable. Why do Moleskine and Smythson exists?

That’s all for today, just something personal. Thanks for joining my inner speech.

Have a good time dandy people.

Melike ÇULCUOĞLU

Green

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People tell me how colourful I wear and they wouldn’t dare to wear that way. (Just like bright pink pants and bright green t-shirt… Not neon, I don’t like it) I like colours. It makes me happy, that simple. There’s something about colours, maybe the energy it gives makes me feel this way, maybe the way how the people look at you. Whatever, I hardly recommend you colouring yourselves. Black is good, but colours are better. It’s a little bit cliché but I am thinking this way. What about you?
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That corner of my school is so cool, isn’t it?
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