What has brought me in Fine arts college ?
Is it my love to arts ?
Is it the attempt to escape from current state..
Is it my father and mother's insistence that I should " change the air I breath" by going outside home?
Yesterday was my first day there, The purpose of my existence there is to learn the principles of laying out and graphics … today i went with dad and the way to it was shut coz there was iraqi army ,for " serhing purposes" , i had to go walking ! so imagine my Sweet heaven fine arts in this earhty paradise
I won't show you my attepts to darw this ^, they are HORRIBLE :P
I was watching and listening without any desire to listen or watch !
The professor was trying to explain to me lines and angles meanwhile I was thinking of bed,, just bed..
I'm not used to wake up early like this ! ( in the summer holiday)
I arrived in time as usual, this characteristic is so awful if you live in Iraq .. no one ( except the persons who hold mutations like me ,hhh) arrives on time .. no one respects time !
This training course ends in 10 days , and I'm planning to meet - gather with my buddies in college to remember and recall THE GOOD DAYS , hhhhh
God bless those sweet days , when I used to wake up full of energy and hope .. taking lectures with happiness .. spending days dreaming I'm going to be a doctor some day !
i took this photo on 4th of march 2009 > in my sweet college garden