Freedom
What would I do if I didn't go through the architecture school program...what would I do...
Hmm.
What do I like to do?
...i like to sit in comfy chairs and read books...
...i like to visit the library...
...i like to draw/sketch...
...i like to paint...
...i like to go on walks...
...i like to wander around campus...
...i like to listen to music...
...i like to play my flute...
...i like to march with the marching band...
...i like to cheer with the pep band...
...i like to dance in the rain...
...i like to jump in puddles...
...i like to golf...
...i like to make jewelry...
...i like to laugh...
...i like to go on adventures...
...i like to use sharpies...
...i like to smile...
...i like to hike in the woods...
...i like to contemplate life...
...i like to take pictures...
Hmm. I could do something with my pictures...

I love taking pictures. Everywhere I go, I've got my camera with me, and if something catches my eye, I take a picture of it. My favorite pictures to take are close-ups of flowers and large landscapes in nature.
If I wasn't in architecture school, maybe I would take pictures and then use them to promote environmental awareness. I could print them in calendars and sell them with proceeds going towards protecting nature.
If I weren't here in Minneapolis, Minnesota to study architecture at the second largest university in the US, and money wasn't a problem, and I didn't need a job, I would be out in nature, wandering around outside, through the woods, across the countryside, taking pictures, enjoying the clean air, contemplating life, while alone in nature. Of course I wouldn't go too out of the way, because I do like civilization and people. I'm a rather social person. Over the summer, my family and I went out west. We started in San Francisco and drove all the way up the Pacific coast to Seattle. Along the way, we stopped at the Muir Woods, the Redwood Forest, multiple beaches with tide pools, a sea lion cave, a couple of national parks, a rain forest, Mt. Rainier, Mt. Olympus, Hurricane Ridge, and everything in between. It was amazing. We spent over a week hiking trails through the woods, along the ocean, and past lakes. I loved it. I took over 1200 pictures in 11 days. I've never run through my camera battery so quick. I was recharging it every night. Maybe that's what I could do. I could work in a national park. I could be in nature, still be social, and take pictures. The pictures could be for all the brochures that the parks have, maybe take pictures for the park's books. That would be a fun job. During this coming summer break, my family and I are going to The Grand Tetons and Yellowstone National Park. I'm so excited for that trip. I know that my camera will be put to use on that vacation too. ...good thing I got an extra camera battery for Christmas.






I might miss the bus. It's cold outside, because, well, it's winter in Minnesota. (I lost feeling in my legs today it was so cold.) So I'm at a bus stop. and I'm waiting for the bus to come. I'm waiting and waiting. And the bus finally comes, about 3 minutes late according to my watch. So now I've been outside for 10 minutes. This stop that I'm at is on Riverside and 22nd across the street from the Jimmy Johns. There is no shelter there, no building close enough to the stop that I can stand inside until the bus comes. Nothing to block any wind. There is a bench, but it is cold and covered in snow. I'd rather stand. Then the bus comes, and I get on and regain feeling in my feet as it takes me to another
stop. I have to take a transfer, so now I'm standing at the bus stop on Central Ave NE and Hennepin Ave. There isn't even a bench there. There is an old, small, cement block building that isn't used for anything as far as I can tell. But there is nothing there that distinguishes it from any other patch of snow covered sidewalk, except for a metro transit sign on a pole. Since I'm now waiting for a transfer on a little patch
of sidewalk, I don't have the ability to wait inside for as long as I can before the bus comes, and then run out just in time to catch it. There is about a 15 minute gap between when I get dropped off to when my transfer bus comes. It's still cold outside. And windy. The bus finally comes, but now I have to carefully climb over the mound of snow that is left at the edge of the sidewalk by the plows. It's been walked on so many times from people climbing over it that it's a bit slick. I don't have a problem climbing over the snow, I'm young and have good balance, but it's inconvenient. However, what about the elderly, people in wheelchairs, people who don't have good balance, or just anyone who puts their foot down to hard, that might get off or on at that stop? They have a good chance of slipping, falling, and potentially getting hurt. I don't have a problem with the actual bus system. They do a good job getting to all the stops when they are supposed to, and if they are a bit late-I would rather have them be a bit late than early, when I might miss it because I wasn't out in time. There have been a few instances when the bus didn't come at one of the times it was supposed to, so I had to wait an extra 10 minutes for the next bus to come, but I'm sure there was a really good reason for it. It was annoying and slightly stressing at the time because I thought I was going to be late, but everything was ok. The thing I am not to happy about are the majority of the actual bus stops. In the frigid Minnesota winters, frostbite is easy to come by if outside, especially without a wind breaker. Bus shelters would also be helpful in the summer to shade the hot, burning sun.
Minneapolis does have many good bus stops, don't get me wrong. The really busy ones are big, properly lit, have heat lamps, and are glassed in on all sides, with small entry spaces, to block the wind and warm you up. The ones that are frequently used and on main roads, but not quite as busy, have shelters that block the wind and are lit, but don't have heat lamps. There are a lot of stops, though, that get their fair amount of use, but don't have a shelter, and some-not even a bench. According to Project for Public Spaces (

