City University's architecture is rather interesting. As soon as I get inside - from students entrance, is it student entrance? - while I’m walking up the stairs I feel like I’m entering in a University building but a soon as I am on top of the stairs I am faced with a long reception area and I feel like I’m checking in a cheap hotel. Further along the noisy corridors I feel like I’m walking in streets of London, surrounded by different smells of food, not necessarily delicious but surely expensive.
Now it depends where I chose or have to go which it will affect my mood indirectly. If I go through area B, after those endless concrete stairs, I feel like I’m going through top secret human laboratories where people are being tested as guinea pigs because of long and dark corridors and tiny windows on the doors. Once I enter the classes I feel better because they are quite bright and spacious. Well, most of them.
What is one class on area B on the top floor which is green, covered with plants? I’m quite nosy but I have never asked, simply because I always picture someone having their face drawn with those green and grey lines, camouflage alike, sitting on the chair. Well, doing nothing, just hiding from the students. It seems hilarious and I’m afraid I’d be laughing if I asked what it is and someone could get offended in Rambo’s office.
Anyway, the rest of University is still adventurous but I must admit it’s not that scary, although in some other parts you might experience sudden claustrophobia or anxiety attacks.
Yet, I love it as it is. Whenever I turn my back to it, I miss it. It’s ours and great ideas and minds are being shaped there, by wonderful people.
Tuesday, 6 February 2007
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