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Artwork by CPKon

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i can’t stop imagining them this way…

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“Life’s a little messy. We all make mistakes. No matter what type of animal you are, change starts with you.”  —Lt. Judy Hopps

Zootopia was amazing! Please go watch it! The themes are so important and who doesn’t love a good “who done it” film? ;)

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超好看！超激萌！

畫動物也要……多練習！（吐血）

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[Gradlife/Fulbright Journey) I need therapy! La-la-la-la-la therapy!

My Fulbright Journey: 1st week.

Open up to people and people will open up to you.

Warning: Messy grammar. Because. FEELS.

Interaction Design Practice today (Thursday, 07.30-09.00) PM was the last class for the week, we had a session called “design therapy.” Basically this is a session where everyone stand in the middle of the class and tell about whatever they want to tell, confession they want to confess, struggle they've been through. It was very emotional, some story got me crying and I felt like I want to hug that person right there and then. This session took lots, lots, looooots of bravery because you have to be vulnerable, in front of many people.

Coincidentally, I had and awful morning, I woke up with tears on my face because I had a reaaally awful dream, I dream about something I'm afraid the most (thinking of this alone makes me wanna cry). Since I believe dream is the representation about your emotional state, I was sure that it was some kind of natural reaction towards all these changes and stresses I've been through for the past 1 year.  So I brave myself to stand in front of the class (actually I sit on a chair bcs I felt more comfortable that way) and started talking about my 'journey' since the first time I applied to the Fulbright scholarship. The funny thing was, you have to tell it in your mother tongue. It's very awkward because, WHO THE HELL WILL UNDERSTAND? But you have to translate it to english later...so...

Yeah, I talked in Indonesian while there's no Indonesian there. At first I was nervous but it turned out really well. Sometimes I added curse words because DAMN I WAS MAD AND EMOTIONAL. People laughed even though they didn't understand and after that they said they really loved hearing Indonesian language, I was like WHAT? I talked gibberish, some curse words and sundanese, but anyway.. Thank you guys, I was touched ;;;_____;;;;

So, basically I talked about my preparation since the beginning in 2014 (and guys, I mispronounced 2014 as 2004 and some of them believed it bcs I seemed very sure, SORRY, SO SORRY GUYS). I didn't think that I was the one with the hardest struggle but it's hard. The peak was this week. I didn't realized it until this morning I woke up crying. Damn I hate crying. I know some of you might had it harder than me but this is my limit. And I've reached it. I admitted that I was afraid of Islamic-phobia (but hey everyone here is extremely nice!), and most of the time I struggled with how fast when people were talking and I felt helpless and confused reading some of textbook passages. I also had to say goodbye to my loved ones and even though there's skype I'm a sentimental girl so I felt very very sad to leave everyone. The tipping point of the story was, when I read someone's comment on my status this morning (you might read this, I was angry you know, I cried a lot, you just didn't know. People have their own fight. Please!) The funny thing was, my professor said “You should just bitch-slap him/her!” hahaha. So yeah, I was very emotional, I showed them that I was sad, confused, and angry.

I thought that I was being stupid, so I sit back on my chair but wonderful things started to happen. People came to me saying we had same issues, that made us feel closer, we shared same frustrations. Someone came and offered his help if I had trouble understanding textbook, I was so touched you know (Hey, do you read this? I appreciated that A LOT). Someone also told me she could help to prevent nightmare to come, like, omg, awesome?! Lot's of people said they liked my story. Thank you!  Everyone else's stories were also great, like, wow, you've been through a lot, let me hug youuuu, but I didn't manage to hug all the people I want to hug so...maybe next time!

When you open yourself to people, good things happen. Right now I'm feeling so overwhelmed I can't wait until morning to write about this because this is too priceless to be left unsaid. Thank you so much Marty for making this happened. Thank you everyone. I hope I can listen and talk to you better in the future! And let's work on our redesigning thermostat project.

Note: omg I have appointment tomorrow what am I doing here. Hope I'll be there on time, with my brain fully functioning.

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Clow Card - Taohun - Silent & Woods

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Hạ Long in Double Exposures.

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Brooches by Mai Ly Degnan on Etsy

On Tumblr

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a lifetime just for a moment a moment to untwine a lifetime

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SPOTLIGHT: Colorful Los Angeles Landscapes by Anthony Samaniego

A selection of still and moving works by mega-talented Los Angeles-based photographer Anthony Samaniego. 

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STROKE: Remember The 1st Three Letters… S.T..R … My friend sent this to me and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree. If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks. STROKE IDENTIFICATION: During a party, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine and just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes. (they offered to call ambulance) They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food - while she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening. Ingrid’s husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00pm , Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the party . Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don’t die. They end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead. It only takes a minute to read this… STROKE IDENTIFICATION: A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke…totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough. RECOGNIZING A STROKE Remember the ‘3’ steps, STR . Read and Learn! Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke. Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions : S * Ask the individual to SMILE .. T * = TALK. Ask the person to SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently) (eg ‘It is sunny out today’). R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS . If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call the ambulance and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher. NOTE : Another ‘sign’ of a stroke is 1. Ask the person to ‘stick’ out their tongue. 2. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke. A prominent cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved. And it could be your own.

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Exodus Project Part III: Chen, Lay, Baekhyun

Drabbles by Oigabuss

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Lyon

The echoing sounds of panicked footsteps filled the air.

This is odd, he thought. Very odd.

In the distance, lights flickered out, drowning part of the city in complete darkness.

Very odd indeed.

As if on cue, more lights flickered out, and the footsteps grew shorter apart. Before long, darkness chased him like a cold-blooded murderer, pushing him deep into the historical compound.

This wasn’t part of the plan.

He raced with the dark and reached the gates just before the last lights flickered out. Punching a series of number on his phone in one hand, he rattled the metal barricade with the other, knowing from gut instinct that it wouldn’t respond to the signals his phone was sending.

There, trapped in a corner under a sea of stars, his ragged breathing was loud in his own ears, his heaving chest rising and falling in the dark.

I need to get out.

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Almaty, same day

The scenery down below looked best between 4.30 to 5.30 PM. During that full hour, every surface would be tinged with yellow, every person bathed in gentle light. Up above their heads, tangelo mixed with a muted fuchsia, and blue battled through in the background. The scenery did not look less astounding right after the sun rises, though. The quiet, chilly air had a charm of its own.

In Jongdae’s opinion, this was all good and well, but all he cared about was that the tower library provided him with such a spectacular vantage point. As he hit a number on his speed dial, he wondered if anyone was ever here before him for the very same purpose.

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Lyon, same day

“Hello, Heal Me Kill Me Laundry Services, may I help— Oh, hi, Jongdae, I have been expecting you.”

Yixing continued attending to the work in front of him as he listened into his earpiece.

“How many pairs do you need laundered this time? Any skirts?”

He threw out a bucketful of dirtied water into a sewer right outside the building, next to where his Econoline was parked.

“Two trousers and a skirt? Wait, how are you not sure it’s a skirt?” he chuckled to himself, heading back inside the abandoned shop he was previously called into. “Oh, that’s called a skort, Jongdae, it’s getting quite popular nowadays. I deal with them all the time.”

The white floor was clean, at least to a layman’s eyes, but he would really need to get some serious work done on the wall in the hours before the sun rises.

“Of course I will. But you know I can’t go there myself, right? I’ll send someone over for you. I’m still in Lyon right now.”

For good measure, he retrieved a fresh bottle of bleach from the back of his van.

“Yeah, it’s still a bit of a mess right now. It’s [Baekhyun], so I’m sure you know how it is. I heard both Kai and Aeolus were occupied, and [Kyungsoo] has been unreachable for more than a week now. Do you happen to know where he is?”

Yixing walked back into the shop, still quite amazed at how inefficient some people could be. It was just a couple of spies, for god’s sake, not a flock of sheep.

“I wish he would just follow Aeolus and carry a goddamn gun. You know he sawed his way out of the compound? After all the hassle about cracking security through his phone. He forgot the place was gonna be on lockdown during earth hour.”

Yixing breathed out a long, heavy sigh.

“Very well. Of course, Jongdae, consider your laundry done. Good bye.”

This was going to be a long and arduous night.

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(to be continued to part IV)

Part I (Sehun, Jongin, Chanyeol) here.

Part II here (Minseok, Tao, Junmyeon) here. 

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Can’t help to see plain teaser, so yeah...

#exodusproject #ExoAssassinAU part I

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[INDONESIAN TRAILER] The Great Adventures of Botchi Indonesian and English version are now available on google play and app store!

I was never interested in Children Illustration, but then i joined #RGB and got to draw ( and do voice over) for Botchi. Well, it's not so bad after all.

The making process was really fun and full of adventures. We got to attend APICTA Hongkong, Tokyo Game Show, and Fairy Tale festival. But, seeing the Kids' happy faces while playing Botchi is the most priceless experience among of all <3

Guys, if you have niece, nephew, cousin or little kid at home, you can play Botchi with them. You'll find interactive pages, color experiments and valuable story for your little ones :)

Download Botchi Android Indonesia version here 

Botchi Android English version here

Botchi iOS Indonesian version here 

Botchi iOS English version here

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inspiration; kim jongin

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flo’s giveaway

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while so after I got a couple of requests it was about time! Thanks for following me, you’re all wonderful :—)

What you get;

vintage French worker’s jacket (unisex, one size, though kinda oversized if you’re small like me!)

disposable camera (27 exp.)

a copy of 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami 

vintage teacup + two herbal teas

two small Muji notebooks

assorted badges + charms

body shop coconut shower cream

Muji avocado soap

assorted origami paper

 3 reproduced vintage French postcards

some super cute colgate earrings

4 national trust magnetic bookmarks

a handmade shakespeare brooch

vintage elastoplast tin

+ some secret things!

To enter you must be following me, even if you only like and don’t reblog! Your entry won’t be counted otherwise! ( quiettea ). Likes = 1 entry, reblogs = 10 entries! You must also have your ask box open and be willing to give me your address so I can post it! I’ll be picking a winner on October 30th. Good luck m’dears!

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“Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.”

Tyler Kent White (via benjenstark)