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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

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11/03/2011

Thursday, November 3, 2011

11/03/2011

Focus on what makes you happy

Life changing. From the books you read. Seriously, Looking for Alaska saved my life and I’ll be forever thankful for John Green. Then there was moment when you start scrolling on your Phone Book. You looked through all your friend’s contact number but can’t seem to have the courage to tell anyone what’s wrong. Sometimes even though you have a lot of friends, you still feel alone.

So you decided to call a stranger. And just when you’re about to give up on humanity, he turned out to be the best thing about that day. He didn’t even ask you what your problem was. He just made you eat steak. And for some people, food always make a little difference. And he starts telling you things about dealing with problems.

Yes, you can cry. You can pour your heart out, drink all the alcohol in the world but at some point you need to stop and start living again. Bad things happen to us not kill us, not to make us suffer, but to make us realize what life’s really about. And it is always to forgive. To forgive yourself and forgive the people around you, especially those who have caused you a great amount of pain. You can’t be stuck in a problem, you need to find a solution. Because if you dwell on a problem, it becomes a bigger problem, and you won’t even notice that the world is already crushing around you. So you have to move. You have to get out of that state.

Everything serves a lesson. You can’t keep questioning why things happen. You have to ask yourself, “Now, what do I have to do about it?”. And of course, you might think of ways on how to get your revenge back. But I’m telling you, it’s not how it works. You are a good person, I know that. You should be the better person as well. The more you become vulnerable to your feelings, (you don’t have to Facebook status everything you feel), you should never let your guards down. Never ever.

Probably the best time to focus on yourself. Focus on the things that make you happy. The things you want to do. You don’t rely on other people for your own happiness. It’s a mood, not a gift. You have the power to be happy and nobody should take that away from you.

Labels: life, random

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