Life Of A Nappy-Headed Fat Chic. A journey of rediscovering myself, day by day, pound by pound. I wrote this paper for a class at social work school. The assignment was to write about a time when you had to ask for help. This is what I came up with.

Please visit me at my new address.

Being an architect is hell for any countless number of reasons, but one of the most prevalent reasons is that architects everywhere are assaulted visually on a daily basis by the most mundane of things.

Question asked about architecture, architecture school or architecture life answered by architecture students. A place for architecture students to humorously laugh about the glories of our daily lives. Share your stress, habits, opinions, happiness, experience or whatever you find insightful for other students. I need to come clean.