I got up at 7:00, ate breakfast, got dressed, brushed my teeth, and flew out of the door. I got to the classroom at 7:40, the same time my instructor arrived. We had to hang up our floor plans at 9:15 for critiquing, so I had a solid hour and a half to quickly do the other two floor plans, pick my favorite, and build it. All 3 of my other classmates arrived pretty early too, but one of my classmates arrived just before class started. She was up until 3:00 in the morning finishing the floor plans and her favorite model! She doesn't have a roommate, so she wasn't disturbing anyone by staying up that late. Before I knew it, 9:15 was right around the corner, and I was just finishing some touch-ups on my floor plans. I was also able to build my favorite floor plan quickly and neatly.
I expected critiques to be similar to how they operate at school in Atlanta, where we would go around in a circle giving positives, improvements, and questions, but it ended up being just Ms. Slaughter and her assistant asking questions and pointing out the flaws in our designs. When it was my turn to present, Ms. Slaughter and Lindsay (her assistant) liked the floor plan that I had built, but their favorite one was actually the last one I drew, my second favorite. They liked my third drawing the best, but they also gave me some pointers on how to improve the design too.
After we finished critiques, we were instructed to draw a revised floor plan according to the feedback we received in the critique. When we were finished with that, we built the new floor plans.
Ms. Slaughter told us that we had to have an axis of symmetry in our new floor plan that someone would be somehow compelled to move along. I moved the location of my hallway and auxiliary space, and I received the stamp of approval from Ms. Slaughter and Lindsay.
By then, it was lunch time. A lot of my friends were talking about how they had way too much money loaded onto their student ID's, so we decided that we should go somewhere where we could spend some of it. (When we received the packet of information in the mail, we were instructed to load a starting amount of $400 onto our student ID's, only to later find out that if we didn't spend all of that money during our three weeks, we would need to pay a fee to get that money back. Luckily my dad didn't load $400 onto the card; he only loaded 60.) We decided to go to the new cafe on the second floor of the Sharp Building. I got chicken fingers, fries, and chips. It was pretty mediocre, I'm glad that I don't have that much money loaded onto my student ID.
We got back to the classroom, and our teacher took us to see a few cool buildings that had components we would be using in our models. One of the places we went to was the Art Institute of Chicago which is connected to Chicago's old stock exchange room. It's HUGE, and has original hardwood floors, a HUGE gridded chalkboard where they would keep stock information, four HUGE columns, and incredibly intricate paint details that spanned the entire wall of the room.
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| Chicago's Old Stock Exchange |
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| Chicago's Old Stock Exchange |
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| Chicago's Old Stock Exchange |
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| Chicago's Old Stock Exchange |
We got back to the room with only an hour left of class. Ms. Slaughter told us that by lunch tomorrow, we would need to have a complete final floor plan and a complete final model where everything was pristine and everything was neatly glued in place.
Four of us stayed for about an hour after class to finish painting touchups. (We aren't allowed to paint in the dorm rooms.)
Ms. Slaughter was originally going to make everything due at the beginning of class tomorrow, but she understood that we have been working nonstop, so she gave us a break on homework.
I came back to the dorm, and I've been really social this afternoon. It was nice calling my mom and dad because I wasn't able to talk to them yesterday. I was also able to catch up for a few hours with a couple of my friends. I'm glad I'll be able to sleep in until 8:00 tomorrow!
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