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Lo, and behold

Tingnan mo naman o, kung kailan kailangan ko ng bisyo, saka ko nadiskubre na may DOTA-han pala sa tabi ng opis namin. Ayos, makakapaglaro ako ulit. DOTA ang magiging droga ko. W00t!

Ang problema ko na lang ngayon eh kailangan kong pigilan yung urge na mag-cutting-opis. Tim, hindi ka college, bawal na mag-cutting. Mag-trabaho ka nga, tukmol! LOL.

Okay. Enough with the Tagalog.

Its time to be t3h 1337 n00b again! rawr! ph34r my t3h 1337 n00b 5k177z!


Okay. Its Friday. I'm crazy. I know.


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One last thing before I hit the sack.

I realize I haven't been posting as much as I want to (ha, Captain Obvious), settling for the occasional photo.

Still, I just want to give out a big thank You to the Guy Upstairs, for blessings and what I pray to be good things to come.


Serendra, on a hot, Saturday afternoon: