i accidentally sit beside two baliws and hear them talking:
BALIW#1: San na mama mo?
BALIW#2: Bilog boy, kelan?
BALIW#1: Flat yung gulong.
THEY'RE HAVING NONSENSE TALK SO I PLANNED TO LEAVE BUT THERE'D ONE QUESTION I'VE HEARED THAT MADE ME STAY..
BALIW#1: Kelan nagiging martir ang pag-ibig?
BALIW#2: Pag nag didilig ng kahoy na pang-gatong.
GUESS I'VE WASTED ANOTHER MINUTE SO TALAGANG UMALIS NA KO.BUT WHN I TURN MY BACK ON THEM...
BALIW#2: Na umaasa pang mabubuhay at magkaka dahon mamumukadkad at bubunga kahit wala ng pag-asa.
MAKE SENSE :)
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