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It's raining men!

Wala akong panahon at pagkakataong mag-blog ngayon...as in walang pagkakataon.  Nag-aalaga kasi ako ng isang operada.  My gas!  Ang hirap maging tatay, nanay, at kapatid!  Oo operada ang sisterette ko. Tinanggalan ng apdo at gaga-jolens na ang bato.  Tapos laging sya ang nasa harap ng laptop ko.  Hindi ako makasingit sa kanyang pag-pa-farmville!.


So "may I erase" ang mga incriminating documents!  Baka mahalungkat ng aking ate, mahirap na.  Kaya eto, alas dos na ng madaling araw ako nag-ba-blog habang tulog lahat ang kasambahay!  Katatapos ko lang kasi mag-hanap ng hotel sa Bacolod. Maglalamiyerda ang lolo nyo ng isang linggo.

Anyways, buti na lang nai-share ito ng isang guwapong hairy bear (pero chubby lang naman, hindi naman mukhang bear talaga) na crush ko na noon pa na ka-FB ko ito...Hindi sya bading ha (pero ewan ko lang, hehehe!). Kaya share ko na din sa inyo...



Hindi na din muna ako makaka-blog hop ngayon until next week.  Pasensya na, pero babalikan ko ang mga post ninyo at magko-comment ako nang bonggang-bongga.

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  1. Sean10:02 PM, April 29, 2011

    welcome back, ay hindi pa pala dahil 2 weeks ka mawawala. see you back here soon.

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