Architect Quotes Novels & Stories

nakangiti kong sabi at nag tungo sa likuran niya para tignan kong ano ang ginagawa niya “sipag mo naman boss, nga pala ano ang lulutuin ko para sa breakfast niyo ni baby boy?” Tanong ko habang ang tingin nasa loptop niya, gumagawa siya ng landscape ng isang mansion? “you choose” sagot niya tumango naman ako kahit di niya kita “Architect ka pala boss” “I’m not” “Huh?” naguguluhan naman akong tumingin sakaniya

sabi niya at inayos ang kanyang tie I preparee the recorder then my pen and my notebook then start asking a questions "What are your expectations of yourself as an architect?" My firts questiom to him He just look at me then start to answering my question "Well my expectations in my self, that i can create a lot of designs" simpling sagot lang niya L "Can i look your design then" Some of his design ay pinakita niya sa akin and it's all beautiful and elegant "So here is the next question,How can you manage your time? I mean is your an architect and then you are the heir of Vexon Corp."

“Channing ang makakabangga natin. Baka po hindi talaga para sa akin ang propesyon na iyon.” “Don’t say that, Iha. Your mom would be so proud to have an architect daughter like you.”

Even I decided to resign there's still a good opportunities waiting for me and then this I realized that being Architect is the only thing that is flawlessly perfect and meant for me. "Then, I can't wait to apply once again, Sir." I said with a smile. At nang pagbalik ko nakita ko ang mga kasama kung architect na nakatingin sa akin na malungkot at masaya. Mukang nabasa na nila ang mensahe na sinend ko. Lumapit sila at niyakap ako. We are ten Archi here in the third floor at silang lahat na ang nakasanayan ko.

Inilatag na sa working table ni Geoff. "Sir may usap-usapan pa nga na ang designer na iyan ay palaging winner sa architecture competition noon. Ito pa Sir, nang makita ng architecture department natin ang design ang sabi nila ay familiar daw ang stroke at parang kilala nila ang gumawa—" "Kilala nila ang gumawa?"

"Yna, you studied five years, took the board before you become an Architect. Simple details like that should be taken care of. What if no one noticed it? That will taint your reputation as an Architect and will affect your company's deal too." "Ang dami mong sinasabi! Ang sabihin mo, papansin ka lang! Bakit ka pa bumalik huh? You were gone for six fucking years! Tapos, ano? Malalaman ko pang kasama kita sa project na 'to." "Professionalism, Architect Portillo. I'm an Enginner, baka nakakalimutan mo." "Tangina mo!" "You still have dirty mouth, don't you?" "What do you care?"

"Ang bawat bahay na itatayo natin ay dapat magbigay ng dangal sa lupa at tao. Ang Architect ay hindi isang developer; siya ay isang tagapaglingkod." Ang speech ay matagumpay, ngunit ang isip ni Rafael ay nasa chalet. Kinuha niya ang kanyang telepono at tiningnan ang simpleng text message ni Lia: “Ang prototype ay matibay. Ang init ay naghihintay. May bahagi mo akong iniiwan.”

panimula ng lalaki. "They say that as an architect, I should know how to design the perfect home. But for a long time, I was just building walls. It was Psyche who taught me that a home isn't made of steel or glass—it’s made of the person who waits for you at the end of the day," masuyo nitong wika bago humarap sa kanya.

But he looks like grumpy or somewhat irritated. "Isasama mo siya?" Napantig ang tenga ko sa tono niya. He sounded like he doesn't want Architect Ramirez' presence. And that's insulting. "Of course, Mr. Mongreco. As what I've told you, he's the head architect and the best furniture designer we have. Kaya siya ang mas nakakaalam sa lahat. I am a business graduate and not an architect, so technically speaking, I don't have much knowledge with the furnitures. And that's why I need Mr. Ramirez by my side."

Hindi nito ibababa ang sariling prinsipyo para lang sa kaginhawaan o para sa ibang tao. Umiling nang dahan dahan si Zoey. Isang mapait ngunit magandang ngiti ang gumuhit sa kanyang mga labi. "Sabi po noon ni Papa, ang arkitektura ay hindi lang basta malamig na bakal at semento. It’s an art that shelters the different chapters of a person’s life. Hindi lang ito shelter, ito ay saksi sa bawat tawa at luha ng mga nakatira sa loob nito." "Ganoon ba?" Tila nakuha ni Jasper ang interes sa lalim ng pananaw ng dalaga. Hindi niya inaasahan ang ganitong klaseng pilosopiya mula sa isang fresh graduate.