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Everybody calls me galai. I'm 18, the youngest and the only girl in our family(except from my mama,of course). I believe that even though I don't sound better than anybody else, God has called me to sing to give glory to His name. I am third year in college and by the faith that God has planted in my heart, I will graduate on March '10 bearing the Degree of Bachelor of Science in Information Technology. "For with God nothing shall be impossible. i also have a heart for gawad kalinga. I take joy of being part of this community. Little by little i'm being change. This has been one of God's instrument in shaping me to become a better member of my family and to the community. "


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I love God. He loves me first and he loves me enough. I love my family. They may not be aware of it but I do. I love my best friend. We may be different in so many ways but i understand her in each of those indifference. I love my friends. In the church and in school. I love my gk family. I can't love them less.
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I want to reach out those who are lost telling them that there is Somebody whose capable of healing broken hearts and broken lives.
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THAT DAY:
Wednesday, May 13, 2009

dontcry.dontcry.dontcry

what happened?

It’s 3:52am and I am trying to write a poem or a story or whatever that can lead me to write something about my confusion of how you faded away with just a click. I created the title “what happened?” but really don’t know how to start the right way. All I know is that I still could not make my self move on from the disappearing act that you made that made me think every day of my life what really happened to you, to us.
It’s 4:00am and still can’t think of what to write first because the first thing that we had was so sweet and now I couldn’t tell how it became so bitter.
It’s 4:06am and I can’t think of anything that I’ve done that made you leave me this way – hanging. The last phone call that I had with you was ok and you even told me we’re gonna meet on a Monday but I never understand why you didn’t tell me that you can’t show up.
It’s 4:11am and I’m listening to the song that you introduced to me which is entitled forever. Now the song was done but I’m not done yet in thinking of why you gave me that song when in the first palce you cannot sing it to me but instead you just walked away without even a sound.
It’s 4:19am and I can’t help but think how stupid it was of me to give my heart to you. I wish you were here when I cried so you will know how sorry you should be in turning your back on me.
It’s 4:23am and my speaker is busted. I realized that it took me three years of mending my broken heart by myself and then when it was completely fixed you took it and you did not tell me that it's you who will breake it again; instead you kept your mouth shut and went away.
It’s 4:35am and I’m staring at my monitor. I remember when I told you that I know you will someday be gone and you insisted a hundred times that you won’t be and now I can’t believe that you’re just really gone.
It’s 4:41am and here’s your song again. A flashback came to me just now when we’re outside the garden and I wrote the words “just stay” at the back of the picture that asked from me. I was too honest to believe that you’ll really stay. Well, where are you?
It’s 4:50am and I’m too sleepy already. I’m thinking of changing the title though. And here I am, thinking that nothing’s gonna change now. You leave me and I’m left here still thinking of why you were suddenly gone. I am ever praying that God will let you talk to me and make me understand what really happened to you.
It’s 4:55am and my papa is already awake. Still, I have this same thought everyday, that I don’t want you back but I still love you, that I don’t need you but I badly miss you.
It’s 5:00am and I need to sleep now.

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