the mind is a beautiful, frustrating thing

Less than a week away from the exams, and I'm here wondering why my mind decides to block off all the facts and information from the books and the notes I've painstakingly taken over these past three years, and instead it suddenly decides to be artistic. It feels as if it overclocks, blocks, and consequently diverts all incoming power into the artistic sector of the brain. The mind sure is an amazing thing. I've noticed that in no examination period did my mind focus on something it did before. Once it was the turn of interior design, another of clothing, another of knitting, another of writing, photography, etc. It fascinates me and I can do nothing but stand in awe on how the space between my ears functions, and decides to become a rebel on the days I need it the most. It's just unbelievable!!

I'm off to try and study something now, let see what new spark of creativity awaits me now

how would you feel?

If after 20years living in your house, you find out that our own house is actually standing on rubble and soil, how would you feel? Would you feel safe and sound?






These photos were taken May 28th 2007, at Cottoner Ave. Fgura