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Lettre à une personne qui ne m’aime pas

Chère personne qui ne m’aime pas,

Depuis très longtemps, j’étais exactement dans la même situation que toi. Je ne m’aimais pas. D’ailleurs, parfois, et même un peu trop souvent, cela reste le cas. Pourtant, c’est une perte de temps et d’énergie! Je ne sais pas quelles sont tes raisons, mais quoi qu’il en soit, nous ne sommes pas si différents que ça.

Tu vois, nous avons tous ce petit bout de chemin de vie à faire! Nous vivons peut être pas la même chose et nous avons sûrement des opinions sur différents sujets de la vie très variées. Cela est simplement dû au fait que nos vies nous appartiennent et que nous sommes des individus uniques  Mais ce n’est pas grave! Je ne te demande pas d’être sur la même longueur d’onde que moi. Ce qui serait cool, c’est que tu sois à l’écoute et que tu puisses me respecter de la même manière dont je te respecte. Enfin... pour avoir mon respect, il faut le mériter...

Je te demande donc une chose, si tu ne m’aimes pas, laisse moi tout simplement vivre sans à devoir t’avoir sur le dos. Laisse moi faire mes conneries, laisse moi apprendre à me connaître et laisse moi avoir mes propres opinions. Je n’ai effectivement pas besoin d’une personne qui ne me connaisse pas ou du moins très mal pour me juger et pour me mettre des obstacles sur ma route.

Donc arrête de perdre ton temps et ton énérgie, car j’ai besoin de vivre ma p***** de vie avant de changer pour qui que ce soit. J’ai besoin de faire mes expériences et de rencontrer le max de personnes pour me rendre compte qu’il n’y a rien de mal à être qui je suis dans toutes mes imperfections. Le monde a besoin d’une personne comme toi mais aussi comme moi. Donc pète un coup, arrête de changer le monde selon TES critères à toi et laisse les gens vivre comme ils le souhaitent. Peut être que ta vie serait ainsi beaucoup plus agréable et tu cesserais d’être misérable en donnant tes opinions (jugements) sur la vie d’autrui.

SUR CE,

-KTL

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Dear Katia, You were, you are and you will be. Its finally the end of this very tough year of 2016! You'll be just fine... please try living your life instead of undergoing it! You are loved by the Almighty and He has great plans for you! Trust Him! You'll go miles and miles this year so enjoy the journey and stop focusing only on your goal... you'll get there.... Have fun and stop overworking yourself, learn to list your priorities and respect them! Dear Katia, I miss your laugh... where did it go? Promise me that you'll joyfully laugh again whole heartedly with the people that you truly love! Stop using your sweet laughter to hide your brokenness. Always remember that you are enough. Not too much nor less. You are what you need to be to feel happy. I hope to see you very soon! Take good care of you and continuously pray for the people that you love and for the world. Yours Truly, KTL

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I am very much saddened by this news. I don't follow much the philippines' politics but I have always admired this woman. I am maybe being biased as an Ilongga, but her wit, intelligence, passion and love for our country has touched and inspired me so much.

She has condemned the wrong doings of the government and believed in the rule of law. I wish all of the people in the government now were like her. She put great value in the power of education and in the capacity of every young people to change the country. She was fierce and straightforward, which to me just shows that she has great expectations from people working in the government because she knew that the filipino people deserves the best and the truth. She fought for our country within the corrupted system, which again shows me that it isn't impossible. Maybe experts will tell me that I am totally wrong. I am definitely not an expert.  But she will remain in my imaginary list of people that i'd like to invite for dinner because she reminds me that the philippines deserves honest, passionate, brilliant, funny, educated and brave leaders.

RIP Asia's Iron Lady and thank you for everything.

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Amsterdam, July 2016

There is something absolutely timeless and yet so moderne about this city which makes black and white pictures relevant and an obvious choice. The people don’t wait for you to ask for help, they approach you so easily and are the biggest fan of their own city.

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Dear Reynes,

You have blessed me with your friendship and love for the past 20 years. We have spent countless hours on the phone monopolizing the line... I knew your phone number by heart and it became automatic to me to dial it after school... We talked about everything and you would lock yourself in the bathroom and I would lock myself in my parents room so that no one would listen to our conversation... We cried watching Armageddon and Titanic... We danced and sang to all our 90s jam... We laughed to everything and at each other.... I am thankful to God every day of my life for blessing me with a friend that gives me a piece of mind and heart. You know all my heartaches and pains... You know how much life has been difficult to me... I may not have told you everything but every time that I am with you... all the doubts and uncertainty of life just pauses for a moment. I become a kid again and all the insecurities and pains just stay in the back of my head.... You are that one person na hindi ko matiis EVER. Sometimes I feel like I am left behind and there’s a little tampo in my heart.... but again.... those few quality moments spend with you now that we are women is enough for me to have faith and assurance that our friendship will remain unchanged and stronger no matter what or where we are. I remember how we used to talk and how we planned our lives. Our reality is actually way more better than what we could have ever imagine. It hasn’t been always easy... There has been ups and downs but all of these were just to prepare you for your happy ending in front of the church. It is not an ending.... it is a new start....You have found the love of your life, someone that will respect, care and love you like I have always hoped and prayed for you. He will be your partner in building a life for you and your coming family. I can’t wait to tell your future children how both of you were happy that night. I can’t wait to show them that real and long friendship truly exists. Always remember that night when you were surrounded by the people who love you the most. That night was so special as we celebrated not only the love that both of you have for each other but also our deepest love for both of you.

I wish you and Kevin nothing but the very best. I hope you guys know how much I love you guys and that I will always be here to spoil both of you and your future babies.

Like I have already said Honey, I love you more than I have loved the spice girls and the backstreet boys when I was 10, more than Leonardo DiCaprio and Beverly hills when I was 12 and more than anything elseeeee!!!!!

Love,

Katia

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Corinne Bailey Rae - Stop Where You Are (Lyric Video)

Each and every word of this song perfectly fits in my life and heart at the moment. Listening to it over and over again and letting it heal and soothe my heart. It literally allowed me to stop where I am and realise that it is just what i needed.

“Life’s shining around you Don’t miss a day If you’re caught up in the chase You hold your happiness away from you“

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Inspiring <3

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My kilig and happy pills: JADINE <3

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A king could love a wretched man such as me

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10 things I love about spring

1) I get to see the sun more often.

2) It is one step closer to summer.

3) Trees, flowers, birds.... It is a celebration of nature’s come back!

4) That very soft wind that touches your skin.

5) EASTER! It is my favorite religious holiday.

6) Planning outdoor activities because the winter is over. 

7) The happy feeling that the sun gives you.

8) Spring-cleaning! It feels good to just sort your stuff out to begin anew.

9) Because of the daylight saving time, I win 1hour of time difference with my parents in the Philippines.

10) It is my birthday and of a lot of people that I love!

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Just perfect for what I am going through at the moment! Thank you Shonda!

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You know its spring when you start hearing birds chirping!

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Some of my happiest childhood memories

I was born on the 31st of march 1988.

I was a very much desired baby... Almost a menopausal baby. Mom and Dad were 41.

I was sent to “crèche” at the age of 3 months and for me not to cry, they asked my mama to bring a t-shirt she already worn. When we got separated for the first time, I actually asked the same thing and held it during the whole flight from Manila to Geneva. Sometimes I miss her so much that I can smell her as if she was next to me. She used to bring me along with her at work and she would let me in the laundry room and I’d be coloring while waiting for her. She would come and check on me and correct or congratulate me on my coloring. She was working but it felt like we were spending time together. Sometimes we had sleep overs at her amo’s place. She would tour me in the big mansion and I felt like a princess even just for a night. After a long day of work, we would bake together in the big kitchen. She enjoys baking for me and I loved being her assistant. 

My papa liked to bring me on special occasion at work because his boss and colleagues appreciated me. After school, I always had to call him at work. I remember some colleagues answering the phone and before giving it to my dad, we would always have a long chat, and I could hear my Papa amused by the situation. I loved having long drives with my papa. I’d always go with him to pick up my mama. Papa would always fall asleep in front of the television while watching TV. I remember putting my head on his chest to hear his heartbeat and I would try to breath like him. He also taught me coloring. Papa always made an effort to make me laugh. He’d do the silliest things and noises just to hear me laugh. 

I had my own room at a very young age. Every weekends, I would just run to their rooms and crash in their bed. I’d be waking them up and we would just lay there and talk about everything. On saturdays we would get out of bed to do the groceries. On sundays we would wake up, my papa would bring me first to catechism and we would then go to church. When I was old enough to cook, I would prepare pancakes before going to church. 

Mama and I used to team up to tickle my Papa. While watching television we both would start tickling my papa and we would laugh out loud while he would be screaming like a little boy. 

So many more happy memories... but that’s it for now... 

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Favorite band of the moment

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Surprise: 

 To cause to feel wonder, astonishment, or amazement, as at something unanticipated.