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Things I did:

1. slice raw fish open and take out its insides
2. Use a poso to take baths--even in my foster home :) survived.
3. use it to wash clothes
4. use it to wash dishes
5. packed sugar
6. commuted in an unknown place
7. placed bets in a perya
8. rode a pereswel in a perya
9. biked in the dark
10. went to the baybay
11. cooked using those coals and pots
12. namalengke
13. nangapit-bahay
14. paid bills
15. conducted a choir
16. observed a catechism class in a public school
17. slept in bamboo hut on the floor that creaked at the slightest movement with seven other people
18. Got myself a new family--a complete one.
19. got bitten
20. hung out with the drunk tambays
21. got hugged by strangers
22. saw lotsa shooting stars
23. watched the sunrise from the sky
24. cried in front of a high school

Blablabla I have lotsa stories, I nearly died in the perya hahaha gosh I love it. I feel happy, but there's a heartache hanging. I’m lost and I don't know what to do to help. The five days were life changing. It was an adventure. I hope I don't ever forget. That would be so bad. I don't ever show it much but people affect me in so many ways. I’ve been so stagnant and composed lately, but inside I’m burning. I burn with the love of so many years, for so many people. I missed home so much, but I know I will miss them more. I will miss that sense of family, of something to hold on to. I don't know. The people just get to me so much and they affect me in every sense of the word. I don't know. Being there made me see that I CAN be important, that through all these years of being left by so many people, of being ignored and put away, somewhere far away, I matter. I have the power to touch lives. Maybe I’m not so worthless after all. Maybe I can be loved.