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Clop-clop langkahku increasingly garbled. I become more vicious, to see the day that felt straiteneth time. Because of the narrow slit behind the window room, very carefully, I am able to see the ball secercah heating hot. He peep. Menyapaku,

"Ratna selamati morning neng! You wake up late yah? "Ah! No! Schizophrenia if I can this day I am really late. Section, I must be dealing with the teachers of sports-Pak Djiji. Of course, with all follow-tanduknya the 'death'. Moreover kilahku this time? For him, there is no justification for the word "delay tolerance." Oh .. Kupikir craftsman can terjagal butcher with his jegalan. Huhuhu.

Nimbuz looks elegant in the sky which the bright magnificent. Light-hearted sun sting anyone who must go through within an hour after seventeen kilometers of traffic in Bandung is super packed and be-jammed. Ah, rambutku can fall off! Unless, Doraemon bag magically I can win on the international auction super 21st century. Akan kugunakan to destroy a vehicle on a street in Bandung. Yes, kurasa is good for the kinds of ilusionis me. Illusion. And the reality is only one way out. Elf! Intercity vehicles ancient super-fast, super compact and super long list of the risk. Fortunately, a note is missing in the list dimarahin-Pak Djiji. I choose this one!

Feels a bit empty of oxygen. Absolutely. Hundred liters of O ₂ will be immediately appeared as CO ₂ when disanding with twenty-five people in a small dark room is not luxurious. The only thing that is capable of kulakukan? Survive. Another job? Stay survive. Yes, the answer is valid until the end memory random direction to play ingatanku that today there are recycling mathematics. So, the next job? Menghapal! Secarik paper with the figure of the foreign literature of the coloring perjalananku. Cotan, cos, root, square. Membuatku a branch in the swift river. Float. Deep.

The specialty-ku neutrons emit only impulse number and afterwards I hope will not actually "figure vomit." Thinking hard membuatku forget the smell with a little chicken and the boots pose occupying a quarter of seats. Sometimes pahaku feel warm, and the stock kurasa eat my mother made. Three jelly toast with gaps cheese. Sandwich. I look "sandwich" it. I have a big! Stupefied. Fluctuation adrenalinku menyedak neck. Cause tremendous stress. Bombardir mind. Five-finger that landed scoundrelly there. Crazy! This is harassment! Torn, telunjukku Terhempas firmly in front of the two eyes of blue. Men's berpostur this large and dense. Who is he? Saucy! Demons wrestled so. Clamant whisper, saying the war on Balada revenge. Menggejolak silat invite anger and tongue-in coloseum Olympic bangkotan elf. Two-three seconds I somehow congeal; the sharp eye busuknya; clot in the heart of ego sliver. I want to smash the hands busuknya now has to live with the nervous substratum. But with maximum body as he? Where possible!

Menggejala inner conflict. Without removing the gaze terjerat demons, kutarik again telunjukku's face. Then silence. Attempting to calm. But once again lacing mengombang inner-ambingkan kesabaranku. Until the climax. Whether power is flowing, but see the eyes. Hand to encourage men to insanity earlier elf outside the door that opens wide. Making off and on the nose cap to make a party to the asphalted road. Bingo! That movement is the devil! While others wrestled the devil in my heart is steady; memerintahku make free kick on the bokongnya that menungging to top. Ah .. But I do not willingly suck the cold air, the iron trellis. Then he chose down from our vehicles. Seared senyumnya. Menyulut again kaldron in the corner of the heart. Revenge.

World hindered thin. Want to kuhamburkan each ganjalan in this heart, that he merge with the wind and took him to the trough-trough terdalam Antarctica. Elok cumulus clouds can not afford to give secercah tranquility. Confusion has been in touch my heart too. Rigid feet across at the school. Warm up the water in the corner of the eyes appear to make this road sepetak. Too blurred to see the stout pine menyambutku in the school gate. Several times I have been aware stumble. But not even a little more pain from a more in-heart. Then somehow, the road is empty of any kind, and I reached the mouth of. Recipiency. Hot war to stimulate the heart. I melawannya alone. Where may I angry at this place. Friends in this class is not gladiatornya. One thing that can kulakukan-let the water warm up the sink to the cheek. Because sedak in tenggorokkanku not also go down since he ascended.

Sympathetic overflow mengendon long in the nest. People ask. I said no. Even with one word only. They touch punggungku for melunakkanku. One centimeter, but I do not want any more closely. I am a shepherd now. Now, turn left out of many more in. Sporting activities with competence floor exercises feel very difficult. Entahlah. Hamster not roll like a good idea for me. This exercise? No. Maksudku, does not effect anything for me. Failed! Lessons frustrating! Now, it might better be quiet. One thing that you want to kulakukan-facing recumbent heaven; give up on the wind part of the hair the more exciting. Memejamkan eyes. Then darkness. Read the next section of this page →

One day, when Japan has not semakmur now, came a request to the peminta-cake shop in luxury and prestigious to buy Manju (Japanese cakes made from mung bean and contains a jelly). Terkejutnya not play the servant to see that customers in the store so simple that is luxurious and prestigious. Therefore, with the hurry he was wrapped up Manju. But he had not yet submitted it to the Manju beggar, muncullah the store owner shouted, "Wait, let me who submit them." Saying so, that diserahkannya parcel to the beggar.

The beggar provide payment. While receiving payment from the hand of the beggar, he was respectful bow and said, "Thank you for your visit."

After the beggar away, the waitress said the owner of the store,
"Why should you submit yourself to the cake? You yourself have not been doing it on any customer. During this and I kasirlah serving buyers. "Read the next section of this page →

This story is taken from the book Chicken Soups for the souls:

Hani name. Hani Irmawati. He is a shy girl, aged 17 years. Berkamar live at home with two parents and two brothers. His father is a janitor and his mother's maid household. Their annual income, is not equivalent to the cost of a university in the United States.

One day, with shabby clothes, he stood alone in the parking lot an international school. School is expensive, and does not accept students of Indonesia. It was about a teacher who taught English there. An action that requires great courage for the size of Indonesian girls.

"I want to study in the United States," he said, there is almost no reasoned. Make the teacher surprised, to hear a crying young girl who dreams like pungguk miss months. Read the next section of this page →

That night, the rain came down with derasnya .. I drive home to go home. Gale accompany any whiff derasnya rain. Jump the front of the car glass, to prevent much of the future. Wiper car to move left and right trying to banish the rain water and wind so fast that can provide the more clear. Dinginnya cold weather outside the ac in the car. My body was shivering a little that night. However, the desire to make at home until I drive the vehicle more quickly through my dark night and the gale blowing. Dinginnya night but it makes me a little trembling hands holding the helm of the car. The view from the front to start the car in the fog .. However I feel the cold the other .. This is not dinginnya weather. Something in front of me made me speechless. Plume in my hair ... Something that stood in front of the show made me terpana ... ... ... Ciiittt sound of awareness menghentak brake my car .. I look forward to .. A woman dressed in a thin cloth sehelai .. Read the next section of this page →

Have you heard the utterance of sentences like the above post title this time? Or perhaps you own a mengucapkannya been on your friend? If I ever get this greeting from my friends. When I build a business and bring my friends together to build the business, have some friends that you may not, will not be successful. Some also say that I

kayak madman, I have to say in a way that is misguided. It was early when I build a business. Yes, I spelled my kayak madman, is also reasonable, because my life is to follow

principles of insanity. I do accept I spelled lunatic kayak, kayak than I spelled the senses. Did you also spelled kayak mad when people build a business? I never, I say congratulations! That means you lalui process. If not, I pronounce you man kayak trolley. Haha .. Come on where you choose: spelled kayak or kayak madman crazy people? Well duh .. crazy people ... Read the next section of this page →

This short article takes from an email sent to me,
Hopefully useful.

Enhance Spirituality Arts

To increase the confidence you:
1. Sit in the front line
2. Forged eye contact
3. Walk 25% faster
4. Speak plainly
5. Tersenyumlah wide-width

You want to try it starting today?
Inginkah you melihatlah result?

the story I get email from a friend to me, hopefully be able to give "something" in the reader ....

The love story of the Disabled Perfect

this is the love story that disabled people have been him, but the husband can be said to have face and body are perfect. In this world, there is apparently a perfect love.

To Sahabat2ku, this is a story touches the heart in a real photo. God is very fair and very loving, story of a husband and wife in a family that is very simple, see figure rata2 men that it can be considered a man who is quite perfect, especially in appearance, but he has a wife who have a difference in the physical, where the woman does not have any legs at all dai total toe until the end of the thigh and even the woman does not have at all pinggul (part of the hip belt to the limit), Read the next section of this page →