tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394087893106208182024-03-12T21:52:17.210-07:00MarvelousPriscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.comBlogger121125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-35513803840071507742013-03-15T20:36:00.001-07:002013-03-15T20:36:32.402-07:00<blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;">
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<i><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #444444;">"</span><span style="color: #20124d;">Blaugrana al vent, un crit valent. Tenim un nom, el sap tothom :</span><span style="color: #444444;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"><span style="color: #cc0000;">Barça!, Barça!, Barça!</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">"</span><span style="color: #444444;"> </span></span></b></i></div>
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Hawow, namakuw Wedi (Lady maksudnya). Akuw cedikit peciciwan dan ga bica diem. Akuw suka gangguin Kaka Viwla sama Kaka Vawent kawow meweka wagi nonton tivi. Biasanya aku nyanyi2 depan meweka. Tapi meweka mawah suwuh aku diem. Padahaw akuw nyanyi wagu kecukaan akuw. Menuwut akuw cih udah badus, tapi mungkin menuwut meweka akuw cuma tewiak-tewiak dowang kawi yua. Akuw suka ngikutin Mama Mowisa sama Papa Jul kawo meweka abis ngasih akuw makanan, kan ciapa tawu dikaciw ladi hihihi. Muka akuw agak ceyem yah? Padahaw cebenewnya akuw baik wowh. Akuw cuka cawam cawam owang owang. Pokokna akuw ini wucu dewh. Kawo mawu kenaw akuw webih dekat, wangsung aja ke wumah ku. Kawau pagi biasanya akuw masih tiduw di dawam, coba aja panggiw Kaka Viwla, soalnya Kaka Vawlent bangunnga agak ciang, makwum dia wibuwan. Udah duwu yaw, akuw mau nonton kawtun duwu nih, judulnya The Wedi and The Twamp. Dadah!</div>
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<br /></div>Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-55698386860214533212012-07-26T22:06:00.000-07:002012-07-26T22:06:04.190-07:00It's like I have been sacrificing my ego and feeling all the time. I know I am the one who sets the fire. But I also have the desire to pour some cold water onto it. Does that mean something to you? Seems like you don't even try to make everything better. You just keep on burning the house with some more fire while I am trying to water it with lots of water.Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-74606100475684050202012-07-08T02:38:00.000-07:002012-07-08T02:38:07.384-07:00Lessons to LearnI know I was extremely too late to watch <i>Hancock </i>and yes I just watched it some hours ago. It was a couple years ago movie that I didn't even watch the trailer. I wasn't interested, at all. But since my tv now provides international shows and tv channels, I am able to watch those Hollywood movies easier (it's on Fox Movies Premium exactly. It provides Hollywood movies everytime, all day long to the night). I found Hancock was somekind of superhero movie but it is beyond any other superhero movies. Some supers movies provides cool heroes, powerful, helpful, a one friendly neighborhood, polite, and blah blah blah. Hancock is something different. The fact that their kind was built in pairs is a fine way to built a good story. I was so dead to think that eventhough they were built in pairs (man and woman), they will gradually lose their power and slowly become normal men when they live together. So, here is one idea, if they want to stay alive and don't grow old, they need to be apart. BURN! They are couple, were built in pairs and no matter how far they are apart, they will always find each other. They work like the different pole of magnet. First I think that was cool. But then, there was one lessonful scene, when Mary was nearly died, and finally died, Hancock decided to go as far as he can, so Mary would stay alive. Remember the idea of staying close to each other will make them lose their power, make them be able to die? And here it is, hard to do but he has got to do it. For their good, to keep them alive.<br />
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Hari ini Tuhan mengajarkanku untuk bertumbuh semakin dewasa di dalam Dia. Bertumbuh berarti semakin melihat dia dan memegang teguh perintahNya. Aku ini tipikal orang yang suka ragu dengan Tuhan Yesus. Aneh ya? Atau sebagian orang menyebutnya "Parah ih!" Tapi aku yakin, pasti banyak orang yang ketika mengalami pencobaan dan kesesakkan malah mencari manusia dan bukan meminta tolong kepada Tuhan. Ya kan? Itu namanya ragu dan tidak yakin. Emang kadang Tuhan terasa begitu jauh, jauuuh banget sampai mikir "Ah ga terasa nih pertolonganNya" atau "Aduh, kurang nyata!," makanya kita mencari manusia yang notabene bisa disentuh, dilihat, dan didengar dan "sepertinya" pertolongannya terlihat pasti, padahal tidak. Justru ketika dalam kesesakkan dan pencobaan, iman kita harus semakin kuat, semakin bahaya harus semakin tegap iman kita kepada Tuhan. Karena pada kenyataannya, Tuhan Yesus itu adalah satu-satunya tempat bersandar dan berpegang yang pasti dan paling kuat. Jangan mencari pertolongan pada manusia. Apapun yang terjadi, datanglah dulu kepada Tuhan dan Dia akan menolong kamu melalui orang-orang yang dipilihNya, dengan caraNya yang indah. Caranya ini kadang ga indah buat kita, pada awalnya, tapi yakin deh, itu yang paling baik dan tepat. Jangan pernah meragukan Tuhan, Dia yang mengijinkan kita untuk masuk ke dalam pencobaan dan Dia juga yang akan mengeluarkan kita dari pencobaan itu. Sulit ya mengimani ini? Pasti sering muncul lagi pikiran bahwa mencari pertolongan kepada manusia itu lebih nyata ketimbang ke Tuhan. Sulit memang, susah, ga mudah mengikut Tuhan, Dia ga menjanjikan selalu indah kok mengikut Dia, tapi Dia menjanjikan penyertaanNya dan kasihNya yang setia. Pelan-pelan, mulai dari hal kecil, susah awalnya, tapi akhirnya, sungguh damai sejahtera yang kita rasakan :)<br />
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Hari Minggu kemarin untuk kedua kalinya duduk di ruang Kebaktian Umum tapi tidak bersebelahan dengan Edo. Berhubung dia harus duduk di tempat pemusik pagi itu. Sylvi di sebelahku pun tidak berniat sepertinya untuk menggangguku. Aku senang dengan kondisi ini. Aku benar-benar bisa menikmati apa yang disiram kepadaku hari Minggu itu. </div>
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Setidaknya aku bisa memahami bahwa aku harus bertumbuh supaya orang lain yang mungkin belum cukup tangguh untuk bertumbuh bisa bernaung di bawahku. Aku harus bertumbuh, cepat atau lambat, harus bertumbuh, lebih dari orang tuaku, keluargaku, bahkan pacarku sendiri yang umurnya lebih tua daripada aku. Mungkin saat ini dia belum sanggup menjadi naungan. Karena posisi kami masih sama tinggi. Sembari dia beristirahat bertumbuh, aku harus terus bertumbuh. Supaya suatu saat ketika dia memutuskan untuk bernaung sebentar, dia bisa datang kepadaku. </div>
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Setiap orang adalah naungan bagi orang-orang lain. Selalu ada jiwa yang belum bertumbuh atau baru bertumbuh atau sedang bertumbuh dengan pesat atau lambat. Dan setiap jiwa yang sudah cukup bertumbuh bisa menaungi jiwa yang mungkin baru mulai bertumbuh. Sampai detik ini, sudah banyak sekali orang-orang yang dengan baiknya mengijinkan aku bernaung di bawah mereka. Naunganku sungguh lebar besar dan rindang, namun cukup matahari yang datang lewat sela-sela kerapatan daunnya. Sehingga aku tetap bisa bertumbuh sambil bernaung. Banyak orang-orang yang tadinya tidak aku kira akan menaungi aku, justru mereka yang setia menaungi sampai sekarang. Justru yang diharapkan malah tidak menaungi sama sekali, malah menjauh membiarkan aku berpanas-panasan dan mengering. </div>
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<br />Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-46361533920984136972012-06-05T19:07:00.003-07:002012-06-05T19:07:38.625-07:00Corinthians 13 : 4-7<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><i>"Love is patient, love is kind, it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not </i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-weight: normal;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><i>self -seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices in truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perserveres. Love never fails"</i></span></b></span></span></b><br />
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*keep this passage in mind, pray to God, ask for His guidance, do everything this passage tells you and keep doing it :)Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-16419205619809350562012-05-24T07:50:00.000-07:002012-05-24T07:55:44.401-07:00jangan dibaca mendingan<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">mau curhat, tadinya pengen ngomong per tweet di twitter, cuman ya kalian sendiri tau kan penghuni twitter seperti apa</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">kadang terlalu responsif sampe nyindirnya ga pake mention</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">jadi sih sebenernya cuma pengen bilang aku sayang edo sekali</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">belakangan ini itu makhluk terseksi se-pujasera sibuk banget, sibuknya pake banget loh</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">tapi dia gapernah mau dibilang sibuk, tapi dibilang seneng-seneng juga gamau, kan serba salah</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">hhhhhh akuh kesepiaaaan kesepiaaan </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(bayangin kalo kayak beginian nongol di twitter, aku bisa dianggap cewe ga bener)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">tapih bener kesepiaaaaan, pengen nangis deh nungguin sms dibales aja eh tau-taunya "maaf ya bentar aku lagi di *sensor*, lagi banyak yg harus dikerjain"</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">tapi si edo seksi ini gamau ngerti sendiri yg kayak beginian, harus diambekin, harus berantem sejuta kali seminggu dulu baru bisa paham</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">aku kan ga ada kerjaan di rumah, paling pagi jogging, siangnya bersihin rumah, sore belajar buat tes, itu juga banyak kosongnya, aku sepi tauuuu</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">yah dan akhirnya kemaren udah ngomong sama si edo seksi kalo pacarnya yang lebih seksi ini sepi banget dianggurin, pengen foto sama dia juga</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">secara aku ga punya foto dia di hape karena memory card maha error</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">TAPI PENGEN KETEMU WOY!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">ah tau ah, paling juga dia cuma bilang "alen, ngerti dong, aku ada kerjaan yang harus aku selesein, kamu harus ngerti itu" "iyah deh"</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">aku ngerti, tapi ngomongnya dong alus imut imut unyu dikit gitu loh :"(</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">aku lagi labil nih, kembali ke masa dimana seorang perempuan berbicara dengan gaya menjijongkan seperti ini</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">yah abis mau gimana lagi, kalo ga dukung dikiranya ngelarang buat berkembang, padahal sih bukan gitu juga maksudnya, eyke kan pacar lu, masa gitu</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">setelah tanggal 8 semoga Tuhan merestui kami bertemu seharian kekk ngapain kek, ketawa-ketawaan di mcd sambil cuma makan mcflurry nonton youtube juga gpp deh sampe diusir supervisor mcd hi bulan ini yang endut imut imut</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">pokokny I mau You, You paham?</span>Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-70486469207611161662012-05-18T18:14:00.001-07:002012-05-18T18:16:41.810-07:00Most Enchanting Things<br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>My heart-warming family</b></span></span>. What I have is not the one that fairytale tells us. We don't sit together for breakfast or dinner. My father is a semi-democratic person. Which is, sometimes he listens to me, sometimes he doesn't. My mother is a person when you can love her now and hate her 5 seconds later, but then makes you regret it and love her back in another 5 seconds later. My sister is somehow almost the best person in my family. She didn't tell the parents when she actually could (about me and Edo in our first 3 days hihihi), she helps me in a lot of things. Learning on how to ride an automatic motorbike :p</li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>My two bodyguards</b></span>, Carlo and Ochad. Carlo is way younger than Ochad. He's really cute, kiddish and active. He likes it when I come closer to him. He'll flipped his body and let me rub his belly. He also raises his hands (or foot?) to let me hold it. He's really young and I love him so muchhh. Ochad is kind of old. But, he's still in his fittest condition. I do 3 sets of running every 6 o'clock in the morning and he is the one who accompanies me, everyday. So that my mother doesn't have to wait for me at the terrace. He runs faster than me of course, every 5 seconds he looks back and check if I am still behind him. </li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>My super house</b></span>. It's not big, not really huge like those really rich families have. My house is the result of my father's too-creative mind. He renovates it little by little and that is why every room has its' own style. Once my friend said that my house is the most colorful house she has ever seen.</li>
<li><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">My Lourenchyus Alfredo</span></b>.His kiss, his hug, his smile, his tease, his stare, his hands, his eyes, his cheeks, his laughter, his words, his voice. If I mention another "his" it would sound weird for me so I better stop. We fight a lot, I know, and I realize it. But, he has the best hug in the world. Sometimes he teases me like there's no tomorrow. He's everything you can possibly find in every person. He is the kind of person I always want to lean my body onto. He's a person who let me love him even when he's not doing anything. He doesn't cover himself. He hides nothing in front of me. He tells me what he wants me to do, what I need to understand. He is cute, not physically, but his personality. And the most enchanting thing about him is, he loves me so much. Once he said, no matter how big our fuss is, he is going to stay with me. I hope it's true. I love you so much.</li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>My TYC</b></span>. A band, you can call it. We're unlikely a band who practice once a week or else. Don't really know why. I guess it's because each of us is busy enough. The last time we "play" together was the one when I sang "Blessed Assurance" without Indah and Timothy. Didn't feel like playing with TYC though. But then I love you guys so much! I am still waiting for us to sing to do music together again!</li>
<li><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">My camera</span></b>. I don't know if he's an dslr or just an overdesigned digital pocket camera. But he definitely is not a pocket camera, I can't put him in my pocket. It's a Fujifilm Finepix S. It's not really expensive, I bet most of you who are reading this able to buy this camera. I bought him in PRJ. It isn't as big as canon's dslr series. Its' designed also not as interesting as those from nikon. If you want to zoom in the picture you can't move the lens or whatever you call it, cause there is a button to let the lens give you a closer image. This camera doesn't look like those "proffesional" camera most hipster, people or real photographer have but I don't think I can't make a good picture. But I hope someday when I make good money, I'll buy one with super super mega cool design and feature.</li>
<li><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">My Blackberry</span></b>. She lags, she freezes and blah blah blah. You know, blackberry is an insane smartphone, you couldn't live without it even when you swear you're angry with its' unconvenient service. It keeps me in touch with people I need to be in touch to. My boyfriend, family, close friends, even when the national exam, my Blackberry helped me with everything she has. My chemistry teacher likes to give us some paper to do, and thank God there's Blackberry because sometimes, the answers aren't in our textbook but in Google. </li>
<li><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">My Clarissa Agitha</span></b>. This kid won't know if I mention her name in this entry. HAHAHA. She's smart, cheerful, caring and active. She helps me a lot for one last week before the national exam. And now she's still helping me with the TPA.</li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>My room, or Ma Crib or whatever</b></span>. This is the only place I can practice my untold talent, DANCING. I dance in the way I want it and nobody can tell me that's wrong haha. Dancing or you can say moving with arranged rythm and tempo is a kind of sport. You know, it is really easy to be sweating when you dance. You don't have to be so serious, just move your body. Play an up-beat song and just dance (or just pretend that you're a superstar, holding a solo concert, that works best for me :p)</li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>Rain, wind, and flower</b></span>. This triple delight is awesome. Even if Bob Marley said that if I love rain then I must not be afraid to walk under it and in fact I sometimes am afraid to get wet, I still love it and don't care about what he said. I love rain in my own way. I have my own way in loving something. And cool wind or kind of breeze is one of the best thing ever created by God. Imagine you're on a trip to a mountain. When you're arrived, feel the breeze! Feel it! How it lingers on you, touches your forehead and then your eyes, then your cheeks and neck, blows your hair so it comes to the back of your neck. And it feels really really good. Feels like someone's pouring a cold water on you and you just feel like "I am refreshed!" Flower is an unexplainable thing. They have the colours, shape, fragrance and their own beauty. I really want to be in a field full of thousand kinds of flower with edo the ugly handsome. It will make me ten times happier than when I'm alone. </li>
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</tbody></table>Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-64744122778481832542012-04-26T03:25:00.000-07:002012-04-26T03:27:59.726-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">I've lost all of my words. I'm not as supportive as I used to be. Those were the words I could give you. I don't think I can give more</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">When I'm not in, I'm no longer important. Cause now I don't think I need to spare my time for you guys.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Because the time I gave wasn't actually yours. It's others' <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>but for I love you guys so much, I gave those times to you :)</b></span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">And now I don't think it's my priority anymore to see you guys. Because there are some who just have a lot of time.</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">And there are some who are just way more important than me. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>And who are more useful than me</b></span> :)</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"><b>But no matter how meaningless I am to you guys, you're still something priceless for me :)</b></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Tiwi was right,</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">"You feel too much Valent, you're too feminine. Just don't give a damn on everything, can you?"</span></i></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">The End</span></span>Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-51608635604564997592012-04-23T01:17:00.002-07:002012-04-23T01:17:53.765-07:00do you like justin bieber?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">Aku sering berpikir mengapa kita bisa bertahan sampai sekarang. Padahal, kalau mau dikenang, bukan hanya hujan air yang berjalan bersama kita, bahkan hujan batu dan hujan es. Bukan hanya padang bunga yang mengalasi kaki kita, tapi juga semak duri dan batu-batu kerikil. Aku dan kamu merasakan hal yang hampir sama. Kita saling melukai, menyakiti, membuat satu sama lain tidak bisa mengekang mulut. Tapi kita tidak pernah peduli dan takut dengan saat-saat dimana kita saling menyakiti satu sama lain. Kita tidak pernah takut dengan hujan batu atau kerikil tajam itu. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">Kita tidak pernah takut tautan jari telunjuk kita selama ini akan lepas. Aku tidak pernah berpikir untuk memindahkan letak pandanganku dari matamu. Kamu tidak pernah berpikir untuk meletakkan tanganmu di permukaan helai rambut perempuan lain, selain aku. Aku tidak pernah takut kehilangan kamu, begitu juga kamu tidak pernah takut kehilangan aku. Semakin lama kita menikmati hujan batu dan kerikil tajam yang berhias semak duri ini, semakin kita bisa menikmati keadaan. Aku yakin padamu.</span></span></div>Priscilla Valentaniahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644836270432498958noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-339408789310620818.post-41826063403627240002012-04-18T03:41:00.000-07:002012-04-18T03:41:38.929-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><i><b>Then the man said, "This one at last is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">bones of my bones and flesh of my flesh</span>; </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><b>this one will be called 'woman' for she was taken out of man" </b></i></span></i></span></blockquote>
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