GPA: 3.60
Wow! You really did that.
you did it.
Five years of architecture at the American University in Dubai. You made everyone so proud of you.
Through hard work, countless reviews, and way too many juries.
Wow! You really did that.
Once is already insane, but three?! Wow.
TWO TIMES?? Well, you're no longer a future architect, you are one now.
What are they foldin?? Also, beautiful. I also love Chiseled, but its time has passed :(
From sketching in your first year to watching Rhino tutorials on your last, you did everything right in between.
The day we cheer you on and you wear your gown.
"A rock, that's carved, with a pointed chisel, yeah."
- Someone - Mohammad Atia

"An architecture that listens before it speaks."

Where she became an architect.
Your thesis is a beautiful visitor centre for Petra that really respects everyone. It's so beautiful, and it's gonna be showcased to everyone, I promise.
It's a beautiful site, made to limit deterioration of Petra.
A beautiful staircase takes them in, while Jim and Pam stay there just looking at each other.
You really put your all into it, and I'm so proud of you because the result is nothing short of extraordinary.
If they were alive, they would be so proud, and then use a chisel on you or something. Idk what they did tbh.
Tap a tool. I know you know more, but come on! What do I know about these apps anyways.
You really cook with this one.
Years before she wanted to even be an architect, she was a little baby, going to a university for what I assume was your sister's graduation. Years later, you'd do the same thing, at the same spot.

"She was a little artist, and now she's the greatest artist."
"Some people choose to be architects in a lecture hall. You chose it watching How I Met Your Mother, and that's why I love you."
Years before her own thesis defence, she was sitting in an audience at AUD watching her sister cross a stage. This year, the same campus gets to watch her do it back.

Interior · light, scale, presence.

Housing study · warmth and rhythm.

Vertical study · mass, void, balance.
You carried projects, assignments, my shit, renders, models, and submissions, and still went with a smile on your face (most of the time).
We met in November 2024, and one of the first things we talked about was you being an architect. You sent me your renders, I saw your Behance, and I couldn't believe it. Someone was beautiful, smart, funny, talented, gifted, artistic. What was the catch? What was the con?
I've spent the last year and a half trying to figure that out, and I noticed long ago, there is none. You are just all of these things, effortlessly. And you are my other half, quite literally.
I've watched you design, build, draw, defend your work, and change your work. I've watched you struggle to pick a topic for so long, and then decide that nothing fit you better than Petra.
I am proud of you in a way that cannot be explained. I love you so much, and I hope this website made you as happy as I am whenever I see your work.
Tap a note. Each one is for a small part of how you got here.
Two thousand · twenty-six
The day your hard work pays off.
Final scene
You earned this. I love you.