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There's a brief introduction about Pictures of Life (Hulagway sa Kinabuhi) on my sidebar just above the Bisdak links. An English version of this post is available below for friends & visitors who do not read Bisaya; and well, for fun in linguistic exercise as well.

E as in Eskina
Gusto ko moguwa kay naa koy buhaton sa banko pero pagdungaw ko pa sa porch kahilakon man ang langit. Mokober pa gyud ko rog taga Business Administration department nga absent busa puyo. Magtangla nalang tingale kos eskina hangtud mahuman ning diskarte sa lecture hall. Traynta minutos nalang sulod nako. Kada adlaw ko ni malabyan nga eskina.

Ang ubang entre sama ani tua sa Bisdak Bloggers.

Corner (Eskina)
I wanted to leave the campus for a bank errand but when I gazed out the porch I was greeted by gloomy skies. A colleague from the Business Administration department is absent today and it's just my luck to be chosen to cover for him, so I have to stay put for two periods :(  In thirty minutes I'm getting into the lecture hall. When this is done and I breeze out, I'm seeing this corner again. In fact I pass by the same spot everyday. 


Ebie said…
Muapil unya ko ani para mabaid ang akong Binisaya!
Bogie said…
ka nindot sa eskina. Ug sakto ka nga murag kahilakon gyud ang langit!
gengen said…
Sakto kaayo imo entry...Salamat sa pag-apil naa pod ako ...
""rare*jonRez"" said…
nindot siguro magtambay diha sa imong eskina ba. pero hadlok tan-awon ang nasuko nga panganod o. murag daku-daku gyud ang ulan nga ibundak ana. :)

akong EHEMPLO gusto ka motan-aw? pastilan, maka-nganga gyud ka sa kanindot mo-gitara aning bataa. :)
magbitbit ug payong yads, aron maka lakaw hehehe
Hazel said…
di madalag payong kung makabundak ulan dri yads :-) mohirit pang baha
January said…
ayaw jud kalimot sa payong miga.. hehe

Nia ako mga nindot nga hulagway Letrang E ug angEnhinyero hehehe

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