[por
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lie] . . (n.) an inner space where one can express oneself, truly, deeply, madly, without fear of judgement from factors of external society.
Translation (french) : harbour of madness.
I have been a créatif all my life. From making dresses for my dolls out of wet wipes, to creating robots out of calculator parts, to imagining stories out of thin air; my hands yearn to create what my mind can only dream of, and this yearning has brought me here. This is a small collection of my thinkings and doings over the past few years, concentrated into what I like to call my harbour of madness... or, like the French call it, Porto de Folie.
My name is Haya A. Elmizwghi from Libya, and I am a rising junior at Minerva University pursuing a Bachelor’s Degree in Computer Science with a concentration in Artificial Intelligence and Arts with a concentration in Literature. When I’m not travelling the world for work and study, you can find me snuggled up on a couch reading a good book, sewing yet another floral corest or patched denim jeans, or taking a nice swim in the nearest body of water. My dream is that I will one day be a part-time journalist, writing about the latest and the greatest, and a full-time novelist, creating worlds of fiction that have yet to be imagined but soon vividly will; if you can help me achieve this dream, please find me via: