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Homework!!! Class has started again! Assignment was using P mode inside!!
Hope everyone's week is going well!! I am very busy so I am "on" and "off"!!
Hại não là gì?
Hại não là nc làm sao cho ngta hiểu theo 1 ý khác và ý của mình khác.
Nếu có lỡ ngta hiểu theo ý của mình thì đừng lo, hại não chưa thất bại đâu!
Mình hãy nghĩ theo ý của ngta mà nói ra =))
-By CáLóc =))
Khi bạn đọc desc này là bạn đã bị hại não =))
* Sẽ có phiên bản hại não tiếng anh :))
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This was built for Bricks Culture Magazine as part of my one year residency. My challenge was to create a portrait. For a full explanation for the build you will have to read the article but essentially I wanted to portray a sporting hero of mine (in motion) and who better than Usain Bolt, especially as the Olympics are just around the corner. The terracotta background was inspired by ancient Greek pottery creating another connection to the Olympics. I really hope you like this one as it is my favourite of my ‘in motion’ range.
I have used glue to create this photo however the build is possible without glue, it only needs a transparent piece supporting the groin.
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233 217-9 zieht ihren Steinsalz Zug aus dem Bahnhof Baalberge
233 217-9 powers her train out of Baalberge
Olá! Hoje, dia 9 é o dia do Boneco de Neve. Pra esmaltar usei o Jade Adorável Sedutora, e o resto é tinta acrílica. Beijos!!
The highlight of our trip to New York was definitely the 9/11 Memorial. I was incredibly moved by the memorial and museum and was frequently brought to tears while walking through the exhibits. I did not expect to get so emotional.
I still remember waking up that morning 20 years ago and watching the news, then heading into work and spending the day in our conference room watching the events unfold on TV. There were so many unknowns that day, and I remember the chaos of not knowing what was going to happen next, where the next target was going to be. I remember the unity that we had in the United States in the days and weeks following. Lining up to donate blood. The stories of heroes that emerged after the towers fell.
Sadly, 20 years later and the US is more divided than it has ever been. Today I grieve for the innocent lives lost on 9/11, the soldiers who never came home from Iraq and Afghanistan, and I grieve for the future we Americans collectively lost after 9/11/2001.
The DS 9 was introduced last year. Sales in Europe are about to start soon. In mny aspects the 9 is lengthened and more luxurious version of the Peugeot 508. It's built by Changan PSA in China. This is one of only two registered in the Netherlands now.
Never Forget those who lost their lives to save, lost their lives, because they are American, no matter what race. Never Forget how we recovered.
Part of the paired project between Luc Coiffait and Lara Jade,
see both our images at.... www.flickr.com/people/laxproject/
Photographers: Luc Coiffait & Lara Jade
Model: Simona
MUA: Sian
Mera - Now focus your body, feel the water flow through you, like your blood running through your veins.
I breath in through my nose and out through my mouth, over and over again. I feel the water in the pool in front of me creating a fish. I steadily breathe in the around me, allowing me to keep control.
Mera - Now Jackson, think about something you wish you had, somewhere you wanted to go perhaps.
I begin to think but I feel the fish above me break, water pouring onto my head.
Mera - Jackson what happened? You were doing so well.
Jackson - The only thing I desire in life, is a conversation with my mother Tula, but it is… unachievable.
Mera placing her hand on my shoulder - Oh Kaldur, it is ok. I wished to have a conversation with my mother for a very long time as well.
Jackson - How do you get over the feeling? The feeling that if you don't talk to them, you'll really lose them?
Mera - You can't, that feeling will never be gone, not truly. All you can do find a way to speak to them, or something of theirs, just to let out your emotions.
Jackson - Thanks you my Queen. I am sorry for interrupting the lesson.
Mera - It is fine Jackson, class is dismissed for the rest of the day. I will see you tomorrow.
Jackson - Goodbye my queen.
I exit the building, leaving the water barrier. I begin to swim home, where I know I will be yelled at for my actions. Before I make it home I stop, turning towards the Memorial Room. I've only ever been here once before when I was a little kid. I walk through seeing all of the fallen warriors and Kings of Atlantis. I walk over to the newest three memorials, seeing the ex-king, King Marius. I never knew him. Next I see Tula, my mother. She died giving birth to me, so I was never able to meet her. Last is the most recent, Arthur Jr. He was like a little brother to me, I had known him all of his life. I feel a hand place itself onto my shoulder. I turn my head to see my king.
Jackson - I am sorry my king, I did not mean to disturb you.
Arthur - It is quite alright Jackson, it is… nice that you are here with me.
He removed his hand. I look back up to my mother's memorial.
Arthur - She was a hero you know. She defended Atlantis against a giant kraken my telepathy couldn't connect to. No one died that day because of her. She was the best step-sister I could have had.
Jackson - I just feel… so empty. Like a part of me has been missing all my life.
Arthur - I understand how you feel, I am feeling the same as we speak.
We both look over to the memorial to his son.
Jackson - I guess I shouldn't be so selfish right now, you lost your only child. I should not be the one feeling sorry for himself.
My king grabs my shoulder, spinning me to face him.
Arthur - Jackson, don't ever feel that way. You are only 14, still a child. You aren't selfish at all, you are having normal thoughts anyone would have. Tula would be so proud of you.
I feel tears start to come out of my eyes. I hug him.
Jackson - I just wish I could meet her. I just want to hear her voice one time. Hear her tell me that she is at peace, that she is waiting for me and my father in the afterlife.
Arthur - I would give anything, just to hear my son's voice once more. My throne, my home, my everything, just for one last “I love you Dad.”
I slowly pull myself away from him, wiping my tears away.
Arthur - You will find peace one day Jackson. That day, I will be there.
He walks away. I stay, staring at the memorial.
Jackson - Hello… mom. My name, I'm your son, Jackson.
I sit down and begin to tell the memorial all about myself.