That's right. Last night was officially my last class for Design 9. I cleaned out my desk and submitted my final boards--ahh, great feeling. I honestly don't want to look at that project again! (at least for a couple of months anyway) This, however will not be the case. It's good and bad.
I realize that by writing this I risk my head exploding, as someone so kindly pointed out from a previous post, but it really is exciting to me. My teacher said that he got an email from BCT (Broward County Transit) and they want to use my bus shelter design! This means I need to work with a structural engineer and my teacher to work out all the details, including every connection, foundation, dimensions, materials, etc., and then somehow figure out how to draw up the construction documents. I know it's not a huge project, but I've never really done that before. It's just so exciting for me because I've never actually had anything built for real. And I will probably get paid for it too. He also said the school wants to show it at some women achievement thing next year. Uh, sure, whatever.
Confession: one of the craziest things about this whole thing is that I knew I had to design a new bus shelter before the final and with all the other things I had to do I only had a couple of hours (between birthday parties) to do it. So I spent hours and hours on everything else and the thing that took the least amount of time is what they want to use. Ironic. Didn't Frank Lloyd Wright design Falling Water in like two hours? (I know I'm no Frank Lloyd Wright and my bus stop is no Falling Water, but interesting fact anyway)
So just when I was happy to not have anything hanging over my head (Jared and I call it the case of the dread) I have more work to do. Bummer, but cool. I guess it'll be worth it in the end, right?