Friday, June 20, 2008|| form follows function, indeed.

I remember my certain excitement about entering university, was because I wouldn't have to wear backpacks anymore. I remember my sixteen year old self, seeing college girls with cute little handbags, clutching their textbooks to their chest. My backpack seemed so revolting, dirty and ugly, compared to their sophisticated leather hold-all. I couldn't wait to be one of them, and to bid farewell to my old backpack.

Anyway, I took a major in architecture, and our first class in college was spent doing outdoor sketches. We were told to prepare a size A3 sketch book, a pack of pencils and drawing equipments (all of them fit into a medium-sized toolbox), a hefty handbook on sketching / rendering, and other necessities (hat, to prevent heat stroke, and a litre bottle of water to prevent dehydration). Future assignments also require us to bring so many stuff (wooden blocks, watercolor, pencil color, clay, cast, thick hardcover architecture books, cardboard boxes, etc) that using a shoulder bag to carry it all is a torment.

So I stocked up on Jansports and Eastpaks from the local flea market; and along with a number of giant sized tote bags, they've proven to be my most handiest companion in my college life.

Oh, but I wish I had one of these back then:


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