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There’s so much more about this smile. You just don’t know. This is the web portal of a fifteen-year-old feline who grew whiskers and paws. As much as she loves dwelling in her solemn, gloomy little own world – she is also thought to be a nonsensical and ill-mannered child who eats anything but food.

Yo. It’s Rachee.

Rachelle Angeli B. Marañon for short. HAHA. I love purple. I accept friends and comments. I laugh, I love, I shop, I cry. I do everything I want; I’m still young, wild and free. I know my boundaries, mistakes and flaws. I spill secrets. I’m bubbly. I’m not aiming for the perfect me but the better me. I do what’s right or maybe wrong, but I still make of it. I laugh at myself if I did something silly. I can control my temper and everything that should be controlled. Everyone knows that life is crazy but wonderful. It can be unfair, but not at all times. I can be your worst enemy or best friend. I am weird, but not that simple. I have realized something that I should have been realizing earlier, still seeking for true friends and for my knight in shining armour. Patiently waiting and I wish they’ll come sooner or later. I don’t believe at love at first sight, nor at times even at true love. Everyone has an individual ability to make a person happy, and I can make you happy, but sometimes I can make you cry. Some people hate me but I don’t mind them because they’re insecure. I take many pictures. I had swollen my pride; my past memories are still treasured. You are welcome in my heart and I swore I won’t forget you. Keep that curve on your face; keep smiling!

Xoxo,
Gossip Girl

♥ Rachee

cyber diary

6/11/2011

Saturday, June 11, 2011

6/11/2011

I learned

Perhaps, we’re all given hardship, pain and suffering to help us know who we are, who we are meant to be. We are not born to feel hurt but to be strong individuals capable of love no matter the odds are. These past few days, I’ve realized who I am, and who I am not. I am not a quitter, I am not a failure and I am not weak. The beat of my heart is as strong as my love for mankind. People may drag me down, pull out all my strength and tell me that I’m nothing but at the end of the day, it still my choice to prove them wrong.

The more I suffer, the stronger I feel. The more they try to take away my pride, the more confident I am that I can bounce back. The more I cry, the more I am willing to give out the sweetest smile my lips can produce. And the more I feel hate and pain, the more I want to share love.

I am thankful that through these rough times, I learned that even though my head still need some growing up, my heart sees what it needs to see. And the closer I become to every beat of it that the more people feed my head with lies, the truth doesn't hurt anymore because my heart understands, it will always understand.

Labels: lessons

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