Canon VIXIA HF M31 HD Video Camera Test full HD video
Canon VIXIA HF M31 HD Video Camera Test full HD video 4 The Canon VIXIA HF M31 Dual Flash Memory Camcorder features a 32GB internal flash drive ...Sunday, July 31, 2011
Canon VIXIA HF M31 HD Video Camera Test Full HD Video
Canon VIXIA HF M31 HD Video Camera Test full HD video 4 The Canon VIXIA HF M31 Dual Flash Memory Camcorder features a 32GB internal flash drive ...
Taka and Vulcan sequences.
My good friend Chuckster took about 5000 photos during a recent clinic (report to follow very soon, as soon as Phil has written it, hint hint), and he spent hours and hours photoshopping these two sequences for me while he really should have been working. Check out his backloop sequence at the bottom. Thanks Chucky...
Canon T3i (600d) Full Review
Canon t3i (600d) Full Review
Detailed review of the canon t3i (600d) DSLR camera. This is just one of many videos on the canon t3i check out more in the canon t3i reviews ...Saturday, July 30, 2011
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Friday, July 29, 2011
Kamenashi Kazuya『＋act..mini』
Homaigahhhh『＋act..mini』 kenapa time internet tadak bnyk sgt news best2??! (c) on pics
kyaaaawwwww
Canon Powershot SX200 IS Digital Camera
Canon Powershot SX200 IS Digital Camera
Creating gorgeous images is more fun than ever with the sleek, impressively equipped Canon Powershot SX200 IS Digital Camera, elegantly designed ...RFY Preview in Zoom in Sata
Asdghjklkjhgfdsdfghjkjhg kyaaaaaaa!! pagi ni bangun2 nmpk screencaps run for you pv preview. ok skang baru ak nmpk skit concept depa. each member dalam bilik kosong (mcm wad psiko / penjara cool LMAO) ak suka gila setting cam ni! susah nk paham, tp the complexity & human.
Macam artwork tatsuyuki tanaka. macam feeling tu. feeling tu! argggh aku tak tau nak describe.
asdfghjklkjhgfd nak tengok full PV!!!! omg ak choooooo suka bilik koki. ada simple katil & banyak dawai/tali kat keliling. [me fail at describing]
sasuga KAT-TUN
Ouran Tonight!
Uissuu. arini ak pening lagi. ondaway balik dari uni td ak rasa lembek gila. mcm kalo boleh ak nk rebah ataih jalan ja, tidog sat, pastu sambong jalan. hahaha. *sigh* bnyk benda ak tengah pikiag skang. rumah tak setel2 lg. hm. sabag2. eniway. satgi ouran ep 2! kyaaaaa. 8D
(c) ouranliveaction. kyaaaaaa!! mori senpai punya muka cam ni --> o__o HAHAHAHAHA lawak gilo.
(c) on pic honey senpai kawaaaaiii~~! wooohooooo!!!
tamaki dah imagine pelik2. koraaaaaaaaa! HAHA!!
btw haruhi gila bapak comei oh mai gad~~ *__*
actually, aku still pening.
Short Story: "Painless Separation"
[This story was the Featured Friday Fiction on amwriting.org. With Johanna Harness' permission, I thought I'd put it up here, too. Thanks to @johannaharness for giving me this chance!]
Painless Separation
A few weeks ago, our relationship started to get rocky. No, not rocky. It got wiggly. Anyway, I knew a break-up was inevitable.
Noah and I had been together for over six years. I wasn’t his first (I was his third), but we were both so young when we got together, we basically grew up at the same time.
I remember when Noah introduced me to his parents. They loved me immediately. They coo-ed over me. “So cute!” they told him. That felt good. I’ll miss them, too.
Mostly, our relationship was… well, you know how, when people ask about a how things are going and you say, “Great,” but you don’t really mean exceptional? You just mean that there’s nothing wrong. Noah was very stable; considerate but not particularly affectionate, dependable but not passionate.
I mean, I had my little issues. His diet, for one thing. Noah loves candy. That always bothered me. He wasn’t heavy. In fact, Noah’s a skinny guy. But he was always looking for the next gummy bear the way a less moral man might keep an eye out for floozies. It irritated me. It wasn’t a serious threat to the health of the relationship or anything. But it was the one way Noah was inconsiderate, and because his sensitivity was my favorite of his qualities, that unwillingness to think about my needs bothered me just a bit.
Still, over-all, Noah was great to me. He was protective, but not in some annoying, macho way. And tender. I liked that a lot. I guess I’d always known we wouldn’t go the distance. Relationships that start when you’re so young almost never do. But I fell into a rhythm, I got comfortable, and I guess I let myself be lulled into a false sense of security.
Then, a few weeks ago, I could tell he was just not holding on to me quite so tightly. I thought about it a lot, of course. I suspected there was someone else. I wondered if I was being pushed out. But there didn’t seem to be any evidence. I just started feeling like I was …I don’t know, dangling there, somehow.
And the more I thought about it, the worse it got. Pretty soon I was hanging by a thread. His parents, who’d been so supportive at first, turned on me so quickly it shocked me.
“I think it’s time,” they’d tell him. I was right there!
His dad was the worst. Noah’s mom would just leave the room whenever the topic of our relationship came up. Like she wanted to wash her hands of the whole thing. That stung. But his dad was really in his face, actively trying to pull us apart. I don’t think I’ll ever fully forgive his dad. And the way Noah just let his dad talk to him like that, and never stood up for me… I thought I’d never be able to forgive him, either. But then…
See, it all came to a head the earlier tonight when his dad was getting in his face again.
“But it hurts!” Noah said. See? That was the kind of sensitivity I depended on. But now it had all turned to selfishness. No concern for me whatsoever.
“We won’t do it if it hurts. It can wait a little while. Maybe tomorrow night.” His dad said this in a completely calm voice. Like postponing a breakup for a single day was some great mercy.
“Okay,” Noah said. I was in agony. He was just accepting this one day delay without a word of protest? I couldn’t believe it!
I should have been outraged. Such an obvious attack on my pride should have motivated me to break it off first. I know that now. But it just made me more desperate, more clingy. Pathetic, I know.
Then his dad said, “Oh, I have an idea!”
My hopes fell. Brainstorming about our break-up and he’d had a eureka moment. How could it get any worse?
“What?” Noah asked his dad. And there was an eagerness in his voice that shook me to the core.
“Hold on,” his dad said, and ran out of the room.
He came back a moment later holding an ice cube. Both of us were confused.
“Lean your head back,” his dad told him. Then he used the ice to numb Noah.
It’s strange, because the cold didn’t just prepare him for the breakup. It calmed me down, too. This was happening, I told myself, happening right now, but somehow it didn’t bother me as much anymore.
Then his dad took a piece of string and looped it next to me, then around behind me, and then back around to the front. He gently moved the string back and forth until it slid up above me. Maybe it was just because of the ice, but this reminded me of the tenderness his dad had shown back when I first appeared on the scene. Despite all his calls for our separation, his dad was acting like he cared again. I couldn’t feel much, but it felt good, in its own strange way. In fact, it almost tickled.
Then his dad twisted the string in front of Noah’s face and pulled the ends in opposite directions, first very gently to get his hands a few inches apart, then one quick tug.
And, just like that, we were through. There may have been a sound, but I was so surprised I honestly can’t remember if it was a pop or a bam or a squelching or just silence.
Next thing you know, I was in free fall. There’s always that moment, right after a breakup, when you’re just untethered, spinning and bewildered. For me, it was very brief.
I hit bottom fast. But, to my surprise, I felt whole. I was different, but the same. Complete, but separate. We had ended. I persisted. Frankly, I still can’t wrap my mind around it. Maybe I’m still grieving. I don’t know. But that wasn’t the end of the breakup.
His dad picked me up and set me down on the bathroom counter, right in front of Noah. It gave me a whole new perspective on him. Noah wasn’t sad, and that should have hurt me. A lot. But he looked shocked, and I could identify with that.
Then Noah smiled and examined the new gap between his teeth where I’d been just seconds before. His smile grew a little, and his eyes, already wide from the speed of the breakup, warmed up as though someone had stuck needles in them and injected them with pure joy.
“Oh my gosh!” he shouted, his voice cracking on the “oh,” with the “gosh” bursting out like an untied balloon filled with awe.
And he was so happy, so overjoyed, so beautiful that I couldn’t hold a grudge. I forgave him. I forgive him and I love him.
When the tooth fairy slips me out from under Noah’s pillow and flies me off to whatever’s next, I’ll go away happy.
Painless Separation
A few weeks ago, our relationship started to get rocky. No, not rocky. It got wiggly. Anyway, I knew a break-up was inevitable.
Noah and I had been together for over six years. I wasn’t his first (I was his third), but we were both so young when we got together, we basically grew up at the same time.
I remember when Noah introduced me to his parents. They loved me immediately. They coo-ed over me. “So cute!” they told him. That felt good. I’ll miss them, too.
Mostly, our relationship was… well, you know how, when people ask about a how things are going and you say, “Great,” but you don’t really mean exceptional? You just mean that there’s nothing wrong. Noah was very stable; considerate but not particularly affectionate, dependable but not passionate.
I mean, I had my little issues. His diet, for one thing. Noah loves candy. That always bothered me. He wasn’t heavy. In fact, Noah’s a skinny guy. But he was always looking for the next gummy bear the way a less moral man might keep an eye out for floozies. It irritated me. It wasn’t a serious threat to the health of the relationship or anything. But it was the one way Noah was inconsiderate, and because his sensitivity was my favorite of his qualities, that unwillingness to think about my needs bothered me just a bit.
Still, over-all, Noah was great to me. He was protective, but not in some annoying, macho way. And tender. I liked that a lot. I guess I’d always known we wouldn’t go the distance. Relationships that start when you’re so young almost never do. But I fell into a rhythm, I got comfortable, and I guess I let myself be lulled into a false sense of security.
Then, a few weeks ago, I could tell he was just not holding on to me quite so tightly. I thought about it a lot, of course. I suspected there was someone else. I wondered if I was being pushed out. But there didn’t seem to be any evidence. I just started feeling like I was …I don’t know, dangling there, somehow.
And the more I thought about it, the worse it got. Pretty soon I was hanging by a thread. His parents, who’d been so supportive at first, turned on me so quickly it shocked me.
“I think it’s time,” they’d tell him. I was right there!
His dad was the worst. Noah’s mom would just leave the room whenever the topic of our relationship came up. Like she wanted to wash her hands of the whole thing. That stung. But his dad was really in his face, actively trying to pull us apart. I don’t think I’ll ever fully forgive his dad. And the way Noah just let his dad talk to him like that, and never stood up for me… I thought I’d never be able to forgive him, either. But then…
See, it all came to a head the earlier tonight when his dad was getting in his face again.
“But it hurts!” Noah said. See? That was the kind of sensitivity I depended on. But now it had all turned to selfishness. No concern for me whatsoever.
“We won’t do it if it hurts. It can wait a little while. Maybe tomorrow night.” His dad said this in a completely calm voice. Like postponing a breakup for a single day was some great mercy.
“Okay,” Noah said. I was in agony. He was just accepting this one day delay without a word of protest? I couldn’t believe it!
I should have been outraged. Such an obvious attack on my pride should have motivated me to break it off first. I know that now. But it just made me more desperate, more clingy. Pathetic, I know.
Then his dad said, “Oh, I have an idea!”
My hopes fell. Brainstorming about our break-up and he’d had a eureka moment. How could it get any worse?
“What?” Noah asked his dad. And there was an eagerness in his voice that shook me to the core.
“Hold on,” his dad said, and ran out of the room.
He came back a moment later holding an ice cube. Both of us were confused.
“Lean your head back,” his dad told him. Then he used the ice to numb Noah.
It’s strange, because the cold didn’t just prepare him for the breakup. It calmed me down, too. This was happening, I told myself, happening right now, but somehow it didn’t bother me as much anymore.
Then his dad took a piece of string and looped it next to me, then around behind me, and then back around to the front. He gently moved the string back and forth until it slid up above me. Maybe it was just because of the ice, but this reminded me of the tenderness his dad had shown back when I first appeared on the scene. Despite all his calls for our separation, his dad was acting like he cared again. I couldn’t feel much, but it felt good, in its own strange way. In fact, it almost tickled.
Then his dad twisted the string in front of Noah’s face and pulled the ends in opposite directions, first very gently to get his hands a few inches apart, then one quick tug.
And, just like that, we were through. There may have been a sound, but I was so surprised I honestly can’t remember if it was a pop or a bam or a squelching or just silence.
Next thing you know, I was in free fall. There’s always that moment, right after a breakup, when you’re just untethered, spinning and bewildered. For me, it was very brief.
I hit bottom fast. But, to my surprise, I felt whole. I was different, but the same. Complete, but separate. We had ended. I persisted. Frankly, I still can’t wrap my mind around it. Maybe I’m still grieving. I don’t know. But that wasn’t the end of the breakup.
His dad picked me up and set me down on the bathroom counter, right in front of Noah. It gave me a whole new perspective on him. Noah wasn’t sad, and that should have hurt me. A lot. But he looked shocked, and I could identify with that.
Then Noah smiled and examined the new gap between his teeth where I’d been just seconds before. His smile grew a little, and his eyes, already wide from the speed of the breakup, warmed up as though someone had stuck needles in them and injected them with pure joy.
“Oh my gosh!” he shouted, his voice cracking on the “oh,” with the “gosh” bursting out like an untied balloon filled with awe.
And he was so happy, so overjoyed, so beautiful that I couldn’t hold a grudge. I forgave him. I forgive him and I love him.
When the tooth fairy slips me out from under Noah’s pillow and flies me off to whatever’s next, I’ll go away happy.
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Sing the Word Hope in Four-Part Harmony
pic source : http://tinyurl.com/3typnjyWe are young, confident, affluent, and with no memory of tougher times
We've grown up in an era of never ending financial growth
And expected things to stay that way
We've grown up in owner-occupied homes
With total acceptance of technology, global warming and terrorism
Our whole society has been based on consumerism for the past fifteen years
Making us dream consumers, yet we don't know the difference between a credit card
And a debit card, and we have no idea how much a pint of milk costs
On average we have eight hundred illegally downloaded songs, and one in eight of us
Spends more than one hundred pounds a month on our mobile phone bill
We've never read a newspaper, and we've never used our chance to vote
We allow our governments to make decisions without giving us all the facts
They send troops abroad who will die
In order that we can steal resources from the people who have them
People who meant us little or no harm until we invaded their country
We allow those troops to commit horrendous atrocities
And yet our leaders hang our alleged enemies for much less
We've spent years entrusting our futures to our parents, our governments
The banks and the corporations who have continually lobbied for their own interests
And we've let them make selfish decisions
That have left our society teetering on the edge of ruin
We're blinded from the information that would really shock us
By stories of sex and sleaze which doesn't make the smallest difference to our lives
And so we have no desire to do anything about the things that really do
We've watched as greed wipes billions of the world's stock markets
Destroys jobs and lives
And proves that capitalism is just as corruptible by human nature as communism
These are tough times but we seek solace in our friends and co-conspirators
We make small differences in each other's lives, and dream that we can make real progress
We've grown up in an era of never ending financial growth
And expected things to stay that way
We've grown up in owner-occupied homes
With total acceptance of technology, global warming and terrorism
Our whole society has been based on consumerism for the past fifteen years
Making us dream consumers, yet we don't know the difference between a credit card
And a debit card, and we have no idea how much a pint of milk costs
On average we have eight hundred illegally downloaded songs, and one in eight of us
Spends more than one hundred pounds a month on our mobile phone bill
We've never read a newspaper, and we've never used our chance to vote
We allow our governments to make decisions without giving us all the facts
They send troops abroad who will die
In order that we can steal resources from the people who have them
People who meant us little or no harm until we invaded their country
We allow those troops to commit horrendous atrocities
And yet our leaders hang our alleged enemies for much less
We've spent years entrusting our futures to our parents, our governments
The banks and the corporations who have continually lobbied for their own interests
And we've let them make selfish decisions
That have left our society teetering on the edge of ruin
We're blinded from the information that would really shock us
By stories of sex and sleaze which doesn't make the smallest difference to our lives
And so we have no desire to do anything about the things that really do
We've watched as greed wipes billions of the world's stock markets
Destroys jobs and lives
And proves that capitalism is just as corruptible by human nature as communism
These are tough times but we seek solace in our friends and co-conspirators
We make small differences in each other's lives, and dream that we can make real progress
| Maybeshewill - Sing the Word Hope in Four-Part Harmony |
lyrics source : http://tinyurl.com/3m3t732
Canon Vixia HF G10 Unboxing: My New Camera
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Postgraduate Night
Yoh! ak baru balik dari uni. skang tengah pening kepala. hoho. arini lepaih landscape design studio, ak lepak library baca buku pasai sports & building. lepaih tu ak p dengag talk pasai postgraduate. pasai nk wat master etc nnt. then p bonyton hall amek pamphlet architecture, pastu balik.
Gambag tadi. ni la bonython hall. cantik kan bangunan ni. :)
Hurm malam ni maybe ak rehat ja kot, lepak2 tengok anime. then sebelum tidog maybe ak nak baca skit lagi pasai sports & architecture untuk assignment architecture design studio. fufu. bnyk betoi requirement utk project ni. fenin2. osh. k la. nk p cari panadol. mata ne! oho.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Pop. Food. Observatory.
Kelmarin. taman mainan dekat bus stop rumah churchill.
Uissu. woh lamanya ak tak update. (tipu, baru 2 hari) muahahahaw. skang dh pukoi 12, pukoi 2 satgi ak ada design studio landscape. smlm ak study pasai pop landscape architecture utk assignment 1. satgi time studio nk bincang ngn group ak. arap2 group ni ok la, ak pon tak kenai sgt depa.
Martha schwartz punya keja. style dia smart ah, colorful siot 8D
Sem ni kan, apa yg ak dh blajag dulu2 mcm repeat balik? mcm contohnya, utk subject landscape, assignment 1 ak dapat pasai pop landscape, ak teringat g last year time wat subject archi his&theories, time presentation, lecturer ak cakap model yg ak buat tu mcm ala2 pop art gitu.
Kalo dia tak cakap, ak sendiri pon tataw pop art tu apa dia. buahahahah buta art. then pasai food & landscape, last semester untuk subject designing sustainable communities, tutorial ak specialize dlm topic ni. hoho! this sem, kami akan focus pasai ni gak. tp lain sikit.
Utk subject archi sem ni, kami punya site dekat observatory building. ak dah study pasai site ni tawon lepaih (subject conservation in built environment). tp time tu ak blajag pasai conservation. ak dah taw sikit sbanyak apa yg ada kat site tu. pasai bangunan tu hohoho. alhamdulillah.
gambarimasu!
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Get High Or Die II- The Sequel!!!!!!!!!
Wow, it´s been a hectic month! I´ve had clinics every day since the start of July so haven´t had any time at all to post on my blog- I apologise sincerely(ish). Over the next week or so, I will try to catch up on all the stuff I´ve been up to in July with pics etc, but first let me tell you about my comp in Punta- the Get High Or Die II.
After last year´s success everyone was psyched to do another one so we organised it last May and have been waiting for a windy weekend ever since!!!!! After the longest waiting period in competition history, the wind finally arrived on a Saturday and it was a goer!!!! With a full complement of 30 plus riders, this year´s event took on a truly international flavour when Irish windsurfing champion/legend Oisin Van Gelderen booked a last minute flight to join in the festivities.
Arriving at Punta early in the morning, conditions looked pretty awesome already as Oisin and myself set up the competiton area and when the first heat hit the water it was immediately obvious that the level at Punta has improved dramatically from the last event with everyone boosting huge airs. It turned into a stalled forward frenzy as friends faced each other in heats determined to out-stall each other. Notable performers were Machel, Jaume, Ilya and, of course Yannick with his clean doubles. Others who impressed were diminutive Victor Moncloa who wowed the spectators with a huge variety of cleanly-landed aerial moves, Paul O´Loughlin who sails twice a year but always goes BIG, Oisin with some pretty close double attempts and Ben (captain cannonball) with huge pushies and. of course, fantastic crashes.
The wind stayed with us all day and we manged to complete a full round of competition plus three expression sessions. The idea of the Get High is to bring together all the "local" riders and get them to push their own personal limits and also, and perhaps even more importantly, to have a real fun day together and I think we achieved this once again- the atmosphere was fantastic all day (and night) long.
When we finally wrapped up the flags at 6.30 it was off to the U Turn for the BBQ and prizegiving where the carnival atmosphere continued.... the winners were as follows:
WAVE COMP.
When we finally wrapped up the flags at 6.30 it was off to the U Turn for the BBQ and prizegiving where the carnival atmosphere continued.... the winners were as follows:
WAVE COMP.
1st place Yannick Anton
2nd place Ilya Escario
3rd place Jaume Coll
EXPRESSION SESSION.
Most radical air Yannick Anton (double forward)
Highest air Victor Moncloa (back loop)
Sickest wipeout Ben Oliver (double pushloop to backsplat to semi-unconsciousness)
I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who made this event possible; Extreme Animals for the amazing event T Shirts (and their patience). Wilagre Clothing for their prize donations. Gilbert Bara for the photography. Big Pieter for the car stickers that I see everywhere on the island now. The legendary Eric Gibson for the unique trophies. Bouke and Peggy for the use of the U Turn for the prizegiving. Captain Cannonball for motivating the lazy locals, and everyone who took part and made it what it was supposed to be- a fun day with friends....thank you all, til next year.
I struggled a little for decent video footage, most of the best sfuff (doubles, Ben´s wipeout etc) were missed but I stuck it all together anyway so you can get an idea of the good times we had that day. Enjoy...
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Canon EOS Rebel T2i Digital SLR Camera
Canon EOS Rebel T2i Digital SLR Camera
The new flagship of the EOS Rebel line, Canon EOS Rebel T2i brings professional EOS features into an easy to use, lightweight digital SLR that's a ...Pierrot. New Quilt Cover. Takagi Twins.
Teringat koki bila tengok kedai ni. ahaha.
pierrot performance, (here)
Uissu. ekceli ak tengah dok stalk takagi twins skarang. hahahah. tukag topic. arini ak ada lecture landscape. josh jd lecturer lagi sem ni. utk assignment 1 ak group dgn lara & jacob. kena wat model yayyy!! ahaha. utk wat model ni ak kena study pasai 'pop' landscape architecture.
Balik dari kelas td ak singgah spotlight. ak beli quilt cover baru~ murah! 24 dollar! 8D yang lain2 semua mcm 90-130 aud. geh.
Yang mahai2 tu nnt bila ak dah keja ak beli no. skang student lg, murah2 sudahh. ciwah aween mentang2 pindah umah baru, quilt cover pon nk baru jugak no? nyahaha. maybe tema bilik ak nnt hijau & hitam? nk match ngn design quilt ni. woot! osh2 tukag topic. takagi twins balik. hahahaa.
source: facebook
Ak tergelak tengok gambag2 depa post kat facebook. ada gambag attempt depa baling tisu masuk tong sampah tp fail. ak cam, HOI tadak keja ka?! hahahahaha. ak skang dah jadi fan depa! kyaaaa~! atashi fujoshi dakara ne. watak depa as hikaru kaoru mmg superb ah.
The comparison. asdfghjklkjhgfd (c) ouranliveaction
Bang! ahaha. ohoho ak tak sabag nk tengok episode depa bergaduh. *evilsmirk*
Arini saja ak repeat ouran 5 kali. so in total nk dekat/lebih 20 kali ak tgk episode 1. ntah ak pon x ingat. huahuahua. slagi ak tak dapat episode 2 selagi tu ak akan repeat episode ni. omaigod. ak teringat nodame repeat puri gorota sampai hapai script. hahah! no, ak bukan mcm tu. (u__u)
Tadak kaitan, tp ak suka gif ni. XD buahahahaha tamaki~
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