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  <title>Libre Dungaw</title>
  <subtitle>Libre Silaw</subtitle>
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    <name>balustre</name>
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  <updated>2008-10-08T13:23:52Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:4935</id>
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    <title>I now understand...</title>
    <published>2008-10-08T13:21:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-08T13:23:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why everybody's favorite movie is Fight Club. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercising my right to do what I want during Finals week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to brag, but I'm super relieved that I dont have to take Psych and bloody Theo Finals Exam!&lt;br /&gt;All those mind squeezing nights of endless paradigm staring, trying to make sense out of them when what you're really doing is giving yourself some lame excuse of dyslexia.. yeahp it is all over.&lt;br /&gt;Temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;My hardwork paid off. I really did study this semester. This is my semester. Probably my last chance to really hope for something since I would be having a hell of a second sem. Guess what? I friggin got the random no. from the last batch. AGAIN. perfect. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that if i really get good grades this sem, I'd be owning a MacBook? Strive that Drive indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fully celebrate this rare occasion though since my friends are still studying and would probably get annoyed if I blatantly declare my desperate success from the wrath of Theo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is great. I wonder why I only tried to actually study now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll be a nerd from now on. :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:3288</id>
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    <title>Bootitudes</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T14:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T14:12:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Blessed are the bored, for they appreciate things more when they're actually doing something&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the skinny people, for they can magically fit in to different impossible places without detection and! without sweat&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the hungry, for without them, the economy would not be so damn important that people would actually forget they have to be fuzzed about something&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the teachers and bosses, if not for them, the word "pressure and stress" would not even be on the dictionary and wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the has been popstars, for they have set a good example to children of whom not to be like&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the fat, because they made the world a cozier place&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the broke, because they lost a lot and yet gained more personality&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the nerds, for without them, i wouldn't be able to blog right now&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the talk show hosts and soap operas, for they keep our moms busy and distracted...and emotional (?)&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the axe, sticks, pipes and keys for they gave way to this rare kinds of species called musicians&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the sleepy, for their guilty deed could not be judged because it is a deed that everyone is guilty of and required.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the heartbroken and the lonely, for one helluva adventure awaits them.&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the curious, for they get both positive and negative reactions from people&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the homosexuals, for they have the best of both worlds although at times, they experience the worst as well, &lt;br /&gt;Blessed are the desperate, for anything in this world can be good enough for them&lt;br /&gt;Blessed is Guada, because she really tries to squeeze substance out of things and she made you ask yourself if youre just wasting youre time reading this, or if not, she is deeply gratified&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are you for being able to read upto this part, now you have reached the level of wunderbarness (if you know what i mean).&lt;br /&gt;OK. I will make some more when I'm not occupied. :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:3033</id>
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    <title>Survey ng Buhay (hindi ito sinasagot at tina-tag)</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T13:41:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T13:41:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ano ang mas gusto mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sa tagal niyong magkasama, ni isang beses, hindi ka pa niya pinaiiyak hindi katulad ng iba?&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;sa buong buhay mo, siya lang ang nakapag-patulo ng iyong mahiyaing mga luha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. palagi kang nililibre at hindi ka pinagagastos?&lt;br /&gt;o &lt;br /&gt;dahil sakanya, natuto kang mag-ipon at magsakripisyo hindi lang para sa sarili mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. palagi kang hinahatid, sinusundo, hindi ka iiwan hanggang hindi ikaw ang mauunang umalis?&lt;br /&gt;o &lt;br /&gt;nag-aabang ka, naghihintay ka palagi, iniiwan ka niya at palagi siyang huli pero kapag nagkita na kayo, alam mong mas nagkaroon ka ng dahilan para makasama siya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. magkasama kayo kahit saan, kahit kailan, kahit papaano, kahit anong mangyare?&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;hindi kayo maaring magsama palagi pero alam mo na may hinahanap ka at may naghahanap sayo bawat sandali?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. mahal mo siya dahil lahat ng hiniling mo sa isang lalake ay kaniyang taglay&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;mahal mo siya kahit binasag niya ang iyong pangarap ng tipo mong lalake pero sa nakapagtatakang dahilan, tinanggap mo siya ng buong buo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walalang. alam niyo na siguro isasagot ko diyan.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;copyright balustre.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:2571</id>
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    <title>Forever Young</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T10:38:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T11:05:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;The Family Picture&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/user/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/user/LOCALS~1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img width="207" height="137" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/1/PICT7092.jpg?et=9NfjK2B6pcIiM15SU9GY8Q&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Communicators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="256" height="169" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/3/PICT7095.jpg?et=rGNiSnA7sjH9DqXK%2B1odqg&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghost of Paolo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="271" height="179" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/5/PICT7199.jpg?et=Aj0sYs9Zy53DeWApscnf5g&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Newest Batch of Star Circle Quest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="310" height="205" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/6/PICT7200.jpg?et=FFP2uPlJsW0qvRi5CvoZpQ&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cast of Flames: The Alec and Mel Love Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="207" height="311" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/7/PICT7220.jpg?et=qvmPnr%2CaVwwoGDrUSdpAeA&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy and Chris... Mel and Guada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="184" height="277" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/8/PICT7240.jpg?et=fDrFhFnG%2BvZLJrU0ic6sJQ&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="147" height="221" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/9/PICT7259.jpg?et=sNjTSQwLdlz0q0zYQYzUPg&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gwapings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="163" height="246" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/10/PICT7261.jpg?et=gGLjY6DyL4Z9Y9MxL3VUHA&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wish Ko Lang Winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="160" height="242" alt="" src="http://images.ohmymymy.multiply.com/image/2/photos/181/500x500/11/PICT7243.jpg?et=mUewnuh3RiREtxlYV4hNVQ&amp;amp;nmid=102053075" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks pauline for the pictures! :) It was a nice night. Great way to end the summer! :)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:2443</id>
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    <title>Tanong ng aking mga Fans</title>
    <published>2008-06-20T02:21:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T02:25:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bakit nga ba balustre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Noong ako'y isang musmos pa lamang, mayroong parte ng bahay namin na sementong divider na madalas kong inuupuan at upang magpabilad sa araw at palusugin ang mga kuto sa buhok ko. Sa mismong lugar rin na iyon, ako ay napapamuni-muni ng mga bagay. Doon rin ako natutong magstruggle sa pagbuhat ng aking sarili upang makaupo sa mataas na lugar na iyon sapagkat napagkat wala pa ata akong 4 feet nun. Doon rn ako madalas mahulog at masugatan dahil gawa ang upuan sa pebbles. Ang dami kong naiisip dun noong aking kabataan. Lumipat kami ng bahay at may balustre paren kami dun, oo, umuupo paren ako dun minsan at nagiisip, nageemote, kumakanta kunwari music video etc. Kaso ngayon, mashado nakong maraming ginagawa, siguro sa blog na ito ko nalang ulit magagawa yun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ang balustre? Tignan niyo sa wikipedia, type niyo "ballister". hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Im sure meron rin kayo niyan sa mga bahay niyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saan ako naadik ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Binilhan ako dati ng ipod mini ng&amp;nbsp; tatay ko. Tapos nasira siya dahil sa battery, so pinawarranty namin. Siyempre nawala yung mga kinolekta kong kanta. Dun pa naman kami pumipili ng mga tutugtugin sa mrt. Pinagkahiraphirapan ko pa nmang isave yung mga songs from the cd sa computer kasi wala pa atang bear share na uso nun tapos kung meron man, hamak na dial up lang kami. Retro na ata ang kantang yun, di ko pa rin maddownload. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So may bagong ipod ako, ganun rin, pinuno ko ng kanta, ginamit na libangan pag may travel, kahit papano nalagyan ng mga piratang kanta at mga nirecord namin na kanta. Kaso, parehong ipod, parehong sakit. Ayun, hindi gumagana ang ipod ko hangga't hindi nakasaksak sa charger. Kung tinanggal mo naman, isang oras lang buhay niya, at iyon ay kung ishshuffle songs mo lang. Hay nako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So bumili ako ng bagong ipod. Wow, 80gig. May pictures, may movies at may songs. Naadik ako. May bearshare na rin kami at torrent. Gabi gabi kaya ko gusto nagoonline kasi nagddownload lang ako. Nakakaadik pala yun. Minsan natutuwa ako kapag chncheck ko yung loading tas tuimataas yung percentage for some reason. Sobrang naeenjoy ko yung pagkita ng progress. tapos nilalagay ko yung mga movies sa ipod ko tapos pinapnood ko anytime anywhere. napakaconvenient kahit maliit ang screen. Tapos kapag wala nakong dinodownload, naluluyngkot ako. parang may kulang, so mnagddownload nanaman ako!!! At eto pa, higit 50 videos na laman nun 20+ ay movies at 2000+ songs na, 700+ pictures at ampota, wala pa sa kalahati!!!! tapos napapanood ko p yung mga pelikula n paborito ko at yung mga di ko napanood dati at yung mga napanood ko nung kabataan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEAVEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ginagawa mo ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nagddownload as usual. Nakikipagchat kay Sandra at nakikinig sa kanyang mga nakakaenganyong kwento. Wala kasing pasok, iwan lang ako dito sa bahay. Pero ayos lang, kelangan ko rin naman ng pahinga. At makakadownload pa ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK i am officially a download demon.&lt;br /&gt;I might need to get rehabilitated anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;I care less about YM now can you believe that? hahaha.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:1894</id>
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    <title>Auf Weidersehein</title>
    <published>2008-06-13T13:18:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-13T13:19:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Inaantok ako.&lt;br /&gt;Inaantok ako.&lt;br /&gt;Inaantok ako palagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulang ako sa pahinga&lt;br /&gt;sinasabi ko na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi ako natutulog&lt;br /&gt;minsan lang kasi ang mga pangyayare&lt;br /&gt;bakit mo pa hahayaan madaanan&lt;br /&gt;ng hindi mo nalalaman&lt;br /&gt;kahit wala ka namang ginagawa&lt;br /&gt;kundi tumitigtig sa oxygeng hinihinga mo&lt;br /&gt;kahit ang katabi mo na dapat kausap mo&lt;br /&gt;eh naglalaway na rin at hindi mo magising&lt;br /&gt;tapos kapag gising naman siya&lt;br /&gt;aalugin ka niya tapos kukurot kurutin yung muka mo&lt;br /&gt;tas mahihilo ka&lt;br /&gt;tapos ikaw naman yung matetempt matutulog&lt;br /&gt;tapos maiisip mo&lt;br /&gt;na pagnatulog ka&lt;br /&gt;sasakit ulo mo pag ginising ka&lt;br /&gt;kahit hindi ka naman niya ginigising&lt;br /&gt;ginigising mo siya &lt;br /&gt;ginigising mo rin sarili mo&lt;br /&gt;masakit sa mata kapag napipikit siya&lt;br /&gt;tapos pipilitin mong dumilat&lt;br /&gt;parang nagweweights yung mata mo&lt;br /&gt;kung pwede lang gumayot ang mata sa ganung lagay&lt;br /&gt;habulin na siguro ako ng ibang mata&lt;br /&gt;pero ang nangyayare lang talaga&lt;br /&gt;sa umaga,&lt;br /&gt;pag papasok ako sa school&lt;br /&gt;ang makikita lang nila&lt;br /&gt;ay muta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ka naman pwedeng humilata nalang sa gitna ng madla&lt;br /&gt;lalo na kung conscious ka pag tulog&lt;br /&gt;at maingay&lt;br /&gt;tapos hindi ka naman pwede matulog sa klase&lt;br /&gt;7am to 7pm nakababad kang dilat&lt;br /&gt;matutulog ka ng alas dose kasi pagdating mo sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;ang pahinga mo ay iexercise nanaman ang mata mo&lt;br /&gt;sa panonood ng tv at monitor ng computer&lt;br /&gt;kahit alam mong pagod na siya&lt;br /&gt;nakakamangha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di naman ako sanay magpuyat kaya&lt;br /&gt;sobrang bilis ng reaction ko sa antok&lt;br /&gt;kumbaga,&lt;br /&gt;sa lagay kong ito&lt;br /&gt;senyorita na ako sa pagtulog dahil&lt;br /&gt;maaga talaga ako matulog&lt;br /&gt;at mahilig ako matulog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inaantok ako ngayon&lt;br /&gt;pero gising ako sa katotohanang &lt;br /&gt;kung hindi lang sasakit ang mata ko&lt;br /&gt;at kung hindi lang ako mapapagod&lt;br /&gt;mananatili akong tagasubaybay ng mga&lt;br /&gt;pangyayare o wala ng aking buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga ni gustav graves "you only live once a lifetime, why waste it on sleep?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wala e, kelangan talaga e&lt;br /&gt;tatagal kaya ako ng isa nanamang linggo&lt;br /&gt;lalo na kung nung summer palang&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko napakain ang pagkamiss ng kama ko sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natatakot ako&lt;br /&gt;baka mag&lt;br /&gt;STOP &lt;br /&gt;DROP &lt;br /&gt;and ROLL&lt;br /&gt;nalang ako bigla&lt;br /&gt;kung saan ako abutan.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:1387</id>
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    <title>The Happy Country of GERMany.</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T13:17:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T13:22:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello there Mr. Burp&lt;br /&gt;You enjoyed the buffet too much&lt;br /&gt;Now the parking space is gone&lt;br /&gt;Best not tell everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there Mr. Fart&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that music is your art?&lt;br /&gt;Which gets more audience,&lt;br /&gt;Freedom of expression or Silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there Mr. Hiccup&lt;br /&gt;you must get tired of jumping&lt;br /&gt;you need a new hobby&lt;br /&gt;Why dont you Try swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there Mr. Sneeze&lt;br /&gt;How's your wife Mrs. Sniff&lt;br /&gt;i heard she gave birth to a boy&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dropping off Achoo's toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there Mr. Cough&lt;br /&gt;I guess something got stuck&lt;br /&gt;In your sewer and drain&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to That stupid Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you've met my neighbors&lt;br /&gt;No one really likes them&lt;br /&gt;So I try to visit them often&lt;br /&gt;For I, Ms. Manners is their friend.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:1052</id>
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    <title>The Sleep Scheme</title>
    <published>2008-06-08T12:48:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-08T12:56:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I wait again&lt;br /&gt;The day seemed longer&lt;br /&gt;The clocks ticked slower&lt;br /&gt;This time I'll use my slumber&lt;br /&gt;To be my warp speed driver.&lt;br /&gt;As I raced into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;finishing off into the light&lt;br /&gt;Unaware of what happened&lt;br /&gt;It just magically did.&lt;br /&gt;It all went by so fast&lt;br /&gt;thinking it would take longer&lt;br /&gt;But then again I was right&lt;br /&gt;I have not been fooled by my sight&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago it was night.&lt;br /&gt;So you waited as well&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened in between&lt;br /&gt;Probably the same familiar scheme&lt;br /&gt;we crashed on to each other&lt;br /&gt;Fast forwards just gone faster&lt;br /&gt;And at this moment,&lt;br /&gt;the waiting is over.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:balustre:743</id>
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    <title>Habulan</title>
    <published>2008-06-07T14:16:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-07T14:18:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bakit ka tumatakbo?&lt;br /&gt;Wala namang humahabol.&lt;br /&gt;Saan ka magtatago?&lt;br /&gt;Matatagpuan ka rin naman.&lt;br /&gt;Ano ang iyong pakay?&lt;br /&gt;Huli na ang pagbabago.&lt;br /&gt;Paano ka tatakas?&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ka naman inaangkin.&lt;br /&gt;Sino ang salarin?&lt;br /&gt;Wag ka magkunwari.&lt;br /&gt;Ano ang kapalit?&lt;br /&gt;Naibigay mo na lahat.&lt;br /&gt;Bibigay ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;Naialay mo na lahat.&lt;br /&gt;Mananalo ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Humihinga ka pa naman.&lt;br /&gt;Pwede na bang matapos?&lt;br /&gt;Sisimulan mo pa lamang.</content>
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