Some Beautiful Shots of My Beautiful Cousin

A few pics I took of my lil female monkey cousin

Trying to see if there are other monkey's like her above.

She tried hiding behind the trees...

But it didn't work... So she gave up :P

The End.

One of My Greatest Art Piece

Something I did more than a year ago.... Something I did with lots of heart in it....

Broken Strings

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again
But you broke me, now I can't feel anything

When I love you and so untrue
I can't even convince myself
When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else

Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?

Oh, what are we doing?
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the ruins of us

Running back through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When it's too late, too late

Oh, it tears me up
I tried to hold on but it hurts too much
I tried to forgive but it's not enough
To make it all okay

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
How can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?

But we're running through the fire
When there's nothing left to say
It's like chasing the very last train
When we both know it's too late, too late

You can't play our broken strings
You can't feel anything
That your heart don't want to feel
I can't tell you something that ain't real

Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse
So how can I give anymore
When I love you a little less than before?
Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before

Let me hold you for the last time
It's the last chance to feel again

What love means to an 8 year old

Since a very long time ago, people have searched for the meaning of love. But even the great philosophers, with their profound definitions, could not fully touch its true essence. In a survey of 4-8 year olds, kids share their views on love. But what do little kids know about love? Read on and be surprised that despite their young and innocent minds, kids already have a simple but deep grasp of that four-letter word.

"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way."

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."

"When someone loves you, the way she says your name is different. You know that your name is safe in her mouth."

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your french fries without making them give you any of theirs."

"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at him because you know it would hurt his feelings."

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss but they look happy and sometimes they dance in the kitchen while kissing."

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate."

"Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is saying no."

"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared she won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only does she still love you, she loves you even more."

"There are 2 kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them."

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they've know each other so well."

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."

"Love is-if you hold hands and sit beside each other in the cafeteria. That means you're in love. Otherwise, you can sit across from each other and be okay."

"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."

"Don't feel so bad if you don't have a girlfriend. There's lots of stuff you can do without one."

"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."

"If you want somebody to love you, then just be yourself. Some people try to act like somebody else, somebody the boy likes better. I think the boy isn't being very good if he does this to you and you should just find a nicer boy."

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day"

"When you're born and see your mommy for the first time.

"Love is what makes people hide in the dark corners of movie theaters."

"Love goes on even when you stop breathing and you pick up where you left off when you reach heaven."

"My enemies taught me how to love."

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."

"You have to fall in love before you get married. Then when you're married, you just sit around and read books together."

"I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom says she only picks on me because she loves me. So I pick on my baby sister because I love her."

"Love cards like Valentine's cards say stuff on them that we'd like to say ourselves, but we wouldn't be caught dead saying."

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you."

"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross."

"You never have to be lonely. There's always somebody to love, even if it's just a squirrel or a kitten."

"You can break love, but it won't die."

Erased Chapter

Tired of fighting this day and night, so I think I should just give in and hand it over to Him to decide. I've turned into someone else since the day it happened. Is this what I want to be? Still being a pawn of some kingdom that has been abandoned by the owner. Even though the ruler comes in and out of it, having doubts about decisions that were made. I stood there as a pawn, taking it one step at a time following the flow of the game. In every game, the player controls everything.

-Evil Evan

Love requires sacrifice and sometimes even more than that. But what you get in return doesn't matter much at the end of the day. Because you've never asked for anything in return. Never did. Pick yourself up and move on, many flowers out there to sniff and pick. Maybe the right type of flower hasn't revealed itself to you just yet. Patience you need, lots of it.


-Evan to Evil Evan

Thousand Apologies

Please do be patient if I sometimes take a while to update my blog...

A sudden change in my life's direction has caused me big mess,

My life's cleaning up process is in progress...



Evan

To No Avail

I have come to a point
Where I have tons of decision to make,
All I need is a time and the date,
Give me the strength I need I said,
Nothing else I can do,
But to sit and wait.

Many times have I told myself to let go.
But I feel the harder I try,
The closer I get to point zero,
And she tells me I must be strong alone,
I just can’t because,

I just can’t because,A big part of me,
Doesn’t want to be.

When I fall, you were there to pick me up
When I miss you, you say you’re sorry
When I cry, you were always there to cheer me up
Now that it has all come to an end,
And all I ask for is your help.

Feeling helpless and weak,
Not strong,
Not strong at all I say,
We were the strongest when together,
She tells me I must be strong alone,

I just can’t because, A big part of me,
Doesn’t want to be.

When I fall, you were there to pick me up
When I miss you, you say you’re sorry
When I cry, you were always there to cheer me up
Now that it has all come to an end,
And all I ask for is your help.

Falling apart I feel I am,
Not any stronger,
I feel the same.
Leaving everything we had behind,
Trying to accept the fact That you’re no longer mine

Lion, Lioness & the little one.

Dio Padre Misericordioso

This is something I would love to write about but the description written in the original website just describes and explains the architecture so well and beautifully that it made me wanna just paste it here. So here it is.....

Church Dio Padre Misericordioso (Jubilee Church)
Via F. Tovaglieri
Tor Tre Teste
Rome

Richard Meier 2003

Given the extraordinary quantity and quality of churches Rome already offers, did the city need another, and would you want to take the time to travel out to a workaday suburb to visit it? The Vatican was apparently sufficiently clear on the first question to fund the construction of an additional 50 churches to celebrate the "Jubilee" (Millennium) in 2000, and after a visit out to Tor Tre Teste I am just as clear on the second.

Meier's building is a dramatic church and community center surrounded by 1970s apartment blocks in a salubrious but nondescript suburb six miles to the east of Rome. Won in an invited competition against Tadao Ando, Santiago Calatrava, Peter Eisenman and Frank Gehry, the bright white church makes dramatic use of light both outside and inside. As Meier describes it:
"Light is the protagonist of our understanding and reading of space. Light is the means by which we are able to experience what we call sacred. Light is at the origins of this building... In the Jubilee Church, the three concrete shells define an enveloping atmosphere in which the light from the skylights above creates a luminous spatial experience, and the rays of sunlight serve as a mystical metaphor of the presence of God..."

"Transparency and light cascade down from the sky lit roof, literally invading the interior of the church also penetrating from below through a narrow slot opened at floor level. People in the atrium are enveloped with mystical light."

The narrow slot at floor level, teasingly emphasising the non-load-bearing nature of the concrete panels immediately above it (vs. the steel skeleton hidden within the shell), is reminiscent of the similar slot between wall and ceiling in Le Corbusier's chapel at Ronchamp which, together with La Tourette, are Corbusier influences Meier acknowledges, along with Alvar Aalto and Frank Lloyd Wright:
"These are the contemporary churches that have impressed me most, and I would say that what they all share is the importance of light."

The color palette and materials in the Jubilee church are restrained and beautiful: traditional Roman travertine; more recently-Roman smooth, white concrete, invented for the Olympic Stadium in Rome in 1960 and created by Italcementi; and light wood paneling and pews.


With the structure supported by the curved cantilever of the concrete-clad shells, reaching over towards the opposite "spine" wall, the west (altar) and east (organ) walls are light glazing, surrounding the bright, white set pieces for the cross and organ respectively. As the church guide describes it, "Taking part in a prayer, you feel like celebrating in the presence of God thanks to the roof of the nave, the eastern and the western facade entirely made in glass." Despite all the glazing, the geometry is such that direct sun almost never comes into the church.


www.galinsky.com/buildings/jubilee/