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The search for Malaysia's Hottest Hunks for year 2008/2009. Fashion Show by Camel Active, performances by the hunks, shirtless catwalks and more. Organised by NewIcon For Him & Newtide.
I love this shot except of the glare on the light that showed up on the statue. I don't ever photoshop any of my pictures, mostly because I'm no good at it. All my pictures are just as they were taken. That's why you see it
Chapter #1: Him and I
I awoke from a hazy dream. A boy with amazing hair and a great smile was sitting on a swing in a meadow. His blue eyes met mine. Then a girl came. She had blonde hair and was screaming her head off at him. She yelled and he ran away. The knife came down at me. She cursed and snarled at me. I felt trapped. "Serena wake up".
Sam sat at the foot of my bed. She only came on Thursdays. She was apart of a BGC and she was the only sister I could relate to.
"Sam ", I said as my brown eyes sparkled. I got up and hugged her. She smelled like alcohol and flowers. Though she never drank there was always the aroma of alcohol.
"Hiya kid, Mom made breakfast", Sam said winking. Mom was never the best cook. She was more of a business woman. Not a chef. Sam left the room. I got up and kissed my Blood On The Dance Floor poster. I ran my finger along my wrist. My cuts felt worse. I got dressed in a tank-top and a crop top Sam gave to me. I was surprised I could fit in it because I was fat. I went through anorexia at once. Sam caught me throwing away food and forced me to eat something because she cared.
As I walked out through the door Sonja bumped into me.
"Ugh watch it Serena", Sonja shouted, "You never look where you are going, God". I leaped downstairs before Sonja could continue her ranting. I hurried and ate the best parts of Mom's waffles. Sierra was organizing my art pad and pencils.
"Erra you didn't have to do that for me", I said dropping them in my bag.
"Oh...I guess I shouldn't have", Sierra said watching me dump them in my bag. She was a neat freak. As I was heading out the door Sam gave me a hug and took off in her Jeep. It was a gift from our brother who died 3 years ago. I was only 12 when it happened. Anyways I walked to the park which is a mile walk from our house. I sat down on a bench and started sketching the park. I numbered all my pages. I had a number of 118 pages. 54 of which were filled with drawings of the park. Each drawing was the same, yet different. Some had a squirrel running around a tree, a duck being fed by Mrs. Catz, a nice lady who owns over 50 cats, different people. I started to sketch on page 55. Then I saw him the boy from my dream. Was it him?.....
Dun dun dunnnnnn. Thank you Denny for making me write a story. Can anyone guess who the "boy" is?
Him with both his spear and shield.
This is my entry to SMoT round 3.
Revan was in a tribe of Natives. It was known that he liked to explore new places. One day, while exploring into a small cave, he found a metal breastplate with ornate details. Along with this he found a vein of blue crumbly stone. He gathered as much of the stone into the breastplate as possible and headed back to camp. eveyone was in awe and wondered where he got the rock, as it could be used for paint. He showed them the cave and they found that the vein was huge. They would go there to get more stone to paint with. They also figured out how to dye hide with it.
The breastplate was also a huge find. They found that it was much stronger than all the stone hatchets they had. and they reproduced the breastplate in large numbers, adding some of the blue rock to the metal to give it color.
Revan, however was not concerned much with these advancements. He had decided to become the best warrior he could. He trained as much as he could.
One day, while in his ceremonial outfit, a group of rival tribe members invaded the camp. Revan was able to hold them off until the others could flee. He was then called the water warrior for he found the blue rock and was able to defeat many.
Surya Sinha has a treasure of thoughts. His ideas place him in the category of a philosopher besides a thinker. Anyone who follows his ideas is bound to scale great heights in life much beyond his imagination.
Foundation of success is a man's optimism. If he is full of hope and positivism then he can do all that which other might just be contemplating. He can attain what others might be just dreaming.
Surya Sinha is an embodiment of this philosophy. Because of his faith in life, he has been able to achieve those goals that he never even thought he can achieve. Today he is at such a height that society looks up to him for inspiration. His coaching takes one to newer heights of success. Even his books have helped people achieve great success. He is one of the international bestsellers.
Surya Sinha is an Indian Best-selling Author, Corporate Trainer, Keynote & motivational Speaker, Life Coach, Consultant, Management Guru, An Entrepreneur, A visionary, communication expert, Educator, Motivator, Public speaker, social activist, author of the books "Apni Yaddashat Kaise Badhayen, Lok Vayavhar,Why Network Marketing, Learn to say I Love You, Network Marketing Sawaal Aapke Jawab Surya Sinha Ke, Kaise Payen Safalta Network Marketing Mein, Jeevan Ke Prerak, Chubhtey kadvey pravachan, A Guide To Network Marketing , Complete Personality Development Course, Kahaniyon Ki Aawaz, Aao Bane Safal Vakta, How To get Success In Network Marketing Bussiness & Boost Your Brain Power" & audio cassettes on "Motivational, Goal Setting, Time Management, Leadership & Winning Strategy" and has more than 18 years of experience of Media , Films, Theatre and performing arts in the national and International arena.
He is a well-known figure in Bangladesh, Mauritius, Nepal, Singapore, Bangkok, Canada, Thailand and in India. He is the ultimate inspirer. That is why he is sought after by a number of leading institutions to guide and train their employees.
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
Blowin in the wind (1962) - Bob Dylan
Kite International Festival, 30th anniversary ; Dieppe, France.
little Him, little Her #43 (more childrens here : little Him, little Her)
Day 34: "Corny, but I love him"
Totally corny photo i am aware. BUT Damian is finally getting more cooperative with the whole being in my 366 pictures thing, so here you go, the hand heart. We tried a few shots of our faces, but we couldn't stop giggling and sticking our tongues out, which resulted in many humorous pictures. So here you go. Hand heart.
I've truly never been more happy than I am with him. I think this quote from "Never been kissed" pretty much sums it up.
"I’ve kissed a guy... I’ve kissed guys. I just haven’t felt that thing.... That thing... that moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy, and the only thing in focus is you and this person. And you realize that that person is the only person you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this amazing gift. And you wanna laugh and you wanna cry, ‘cause you feel so lucky that you’ve found it, and so scared that it’ll go away all at the same time."
And that's exactly the way i feel when i kiss him. I know that he's the one I want to be kissing until i can't kiss anymore. We have our ups & downs, but all couples do, right? And part of it is the fact that I'm currently unemployed, and money is pretty much the root of all evil. Money causes so many problems for so many people. And i don't remember us arguing about anything other than money/me being jobless. Okay, so there are those times when my lazy ass doesn't clean for days(read: weeks) and he has to kind of kick me in the butt and tell me to get to work, but I dont consider than really arguing. More like part of living together, ha.
Okay, that's enough of me being mushy.
For your convenience, She Herded Him Around, by E. Hoffmann Price, may also be downloaded as a single pdf file from the following link:
cthulhuwho1.files.wordpress.com/2012/04/she-herded-him-ar...
Genesis 37:18-22 (NLT)
Joseph Sold Into Slavery
18 When Joseph’s brothers saw him coming, they recognized him in the distance. As he approached, they made plans to kill him. 19 “Here comes the dreamer!” they said. 20 “Come on, let’s kill him and throw him into one of these cisterns. We can tell our father, ‘A wild animal has eaten him.’ Then we’ll see what becomes of his dreams!”
21 But when Reuben heard of their scheme, he came to Joseph’s rescue. “Let’s not kill him,” he said. 22 “Why should we shed any blood? Let’s just throw him into this empty cistern here in the wilderness. Then he’ll die without our laying a hand on him.” Reuben was secretly planning to rescue Joseph and return him to his father.
DRAWING NOTES:
TIME OF DAY:
Unspecified in the Bible narrative. I have set this scene in the late morning.
LIGHTING NOTES:
The sun (unseen, high above & left) illuminates this scene, casting shadows to the right & below figures & objects.
CHARACTERS PRESENT:
Joseph is walking towards his 11 brothers & waving at them.
Sheep.
RESEARCH/ADDITIONAL NOTES:
This picture shows Joseph approaching his brothers & their flocks of sheep in the region of Dothan, Israel. Most of Joseph’s brothers don’t look very happy to see him, however, I decided to make Reuben’s expression happier, as we know from verse 22 that, after hearing his brother’s plans for Joseph, Reuben “was secretly planning to rescue Joseph and return him to his father.” So I imagine that he was more positively disposed to Joseph than the rest of Joseph’ brothers.
Notice that Issachar is nudging his brother Asher (who is eating from his lunch box!) because Asher has noticed the arrival of Joseph yet! The pair are sitting on a wooden cover for the water cistern, with there feet dangling into the large hole in the ground. Man-made caverns, excavated in solid rock, were extensively used in Israel for storing water.
Notice also the storm clouds gathering behind Joseph’s brothers on the right of the picture. This suggests an “approaching storm” for Joseph!
You can see many more Bible Cartoons on my website: www.biblecartoons.co.uk
Martin Delabano ''Please Someone Tell him He's Got No Horse', 2006, 'Boy', 2009, 'They Came to Lay Their Troubles Down', 2010, Fort Worth Community Arts Center, Fort Worth, Texas
Still the large exhibition hall in the Ganesh Himal museum in Chiang Mai in north Thailand, and enjoying a steaming hot cup of American black coffee to the accompaniment of traditional Hindu prayer music and chants, making me feel like I am back home in India, I was fascinated by this strikingly realistic wax model of a stern seiour Buddhist monk sat upon a bench. I was fooled once again, thinking he is a real person! I read elsewhere that the cup of tea next to him is equally realistic though sadly I did not notice it. Behind the monk is a library of sorts. I further read that the only obviously noticeable discrepancy between fact and fiction is that his feet hover an inch above the fake grass his bench rests on- sadly I was so enamoured of the strikingly life like features of the monk that I failed to notice those as well. (Chiang Mai, north Thailand, Oct. 2018)
1/13/12
This ring used to be my mother's (I kind of stole/"borrowed" it). It helps represent my faith.
To some people, God is just an ol' wise tale. To some, christians are looked at as radicals like the Westboro Baptist Church. To me God is someone I can always depend on. To me a christian is who I pride myself to be. Someone who believes in Jesus wholeheartedly.
I have seen miracles, experienced them. I have experienced more life than most have at my age. I can honestly say with all my heart that there is a God, and I believe in Him. I love Him.
Sunday, 5 April 2015: Easter Sunday: Mu Gompa (3700 m) to Chhokang Paro (3030 m)
After our night of snow we woke to blue skies and a magical snowy view out over the Tsum Valley and the mountains of the Ganesh Himal (गणेश हिमाल). Crisp and clear. Val decided on a change of plan - rather than spending another day and night at Mu, we'd start our journey back down the Tsum today to rendezvous with Anthony and Namgyal in Chhokang Paro.
After breakfast in the terraced rooms, and checking to see if the snowfall had caused any damage, there was time for Val, Tsering and me to continue a short way further along the ancient trade route to Tibet, turning back at a fresh landslide and fast melting snow. Fabulous. I wish I could have spent longer here right up at the top of Upper Tsum, exploring the higher level trails that wind their way around the mountains.
Back at the gompa, we visited the main prayer hall before starting our descent. A morning of strong sun at high altitude meant that most of the slopes we had to negotiate on our way down were clear from snow. Phew.
Lunch at Chhule (छुले 3350m) back at our Ani campsite, a quick visit to the village elders, then on to Chhokang Paro taking the west bank of the Sardi Khola / Syar Khola / Tsum Chu river this time. A long day.
Great to see Anthony and Namgyal again in the evening and a Cham festival - with traditional dancing and fertility playlets - in the village gompa. A real treat. Lots of other tourists there - quite a surprise as we'd not seen many other westerners on the route. Dinner at Namgyal’s family home, complete with cake.
Map from Günter Seyfferth’s Die Berge des Himalaya (The mountains of Himalaya). Here are his annotated photos from Mu Gompa: Chhule, Churke Himal and Ganesh II and Phuchun Khola valley, Pashuwo, Langpo Kangri, Ganesh I (Yangra Kangri), Churke Himal.
Read more about my Tsum Valley trek with Val Pitkethly.
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La formazione finlandese guidata da Ville Valo ha pubblicato il nuovo album dal titolo "Tears On Tape" lo scorso aprile, il disco ha messo d'accordo sia stampa che fans.
Gli HIM sono un gruppo rock finlandese di Helsinki, fondato nel 1991 dal cantante Ville Valo, dal chitarrista Lily Lazer (Mikko Lindström) e dal bassista Mige Amour (Mikko Paananen). L'attuale formazione comprende anche il tastierista Emerson Burton (Janne Johannes Puurtinen) e il batterista Gas Lipstick (Mika Kristian Karppinen). I temi toccati da questo gruppo sono principalmente l'amore e la morte. Il nome corretto della band è scritto tutto maiuscolo, in quanto formata originariamente col nome di His Infernal Majesty.
Ville Valo - voce
Lily Lazer - chitarra e voce
Mige Amour - basso
Emerson Burton - tastiere
Gas Lipstick - batteria
07.04.2010
Luis likes jumping up on the kitchen window when I call him over, unfortunately he can't jump high enough to get in the open window so just sits there meowing at you :)
Today I drew, did quite well, then I had to mow the lawn (for the first time this year might I add!), it was suprisingly fun. My sisters were paying with lassie with a ball. Lassie loved it, she doesn't get played with much because everyone's so busy at home but today she had seemingly unlimited energy, jumping about, chasing and barking all over the ball as if it was some sort of fleeting rabbit :)
It was that much fun to watch it made me laugh out loud, I dont usually do that at random things :)
I had quite a few nice pictures taken today, I have 3 other keepers. Might upload them after this.
Im in trouble with my school work now, I have a lot to do and complications have held me back from doing it, first the hard drive fail, then the photo printer running dry. I just have to keep things efficient from now on.
Speaking of efficient. I really like facebook :)
1. I needed some 'wealthy' figures for art to take pictures of and draw, a little human form practise. I throw up something on facebook, a few hours later and I've a shoot organised for Thursday afternoon with two guys in suits and a selection of ties etc :)
2. Through facebook chat I got some Lightroom 2 tips from Pete McD, an hour or so later and my whole 365 workflow is reorganised, cut down, streamlined and made much less destructive (before, after editing I would just save flattened jpegs, ok for casual work but thats not acceptable in commercial gigs when you have to re-work images so Im enforcing it accross the whole workflow). In short, Lightroom and I are friends again. The man is a Legend.
Also, speaking of Legends. Chase Jarvis. Just launched this. FREE creative classes. Not just photog but from painting to film to code to Photoshop and more!
Im having a look into the watercolour painting ones, then maybe the film/cinematography classes. Its free if you catch the live broadcast (there's a calendar of times were you can swap it to your timezone) and you pay a little amount to download the file (no need to stream) if you miss a class.
Free evening classes for the summer? Yes please.
Hope everyone had a great day :) Im well rested (maybe not physically lol) from today, time to get 5th gear going now tomorrow if I am to meet these deadlines/interviews.
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