Feliz Ano Nuevo 2014

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♡ Pink Friday and 22 Facts

Helllo Good day yall. Summer days are rather light these days so I am enjoying my days off from school. The break is well needed so I am doing what I can to enjoy until I can no longer do it anymore., I am enjoying it before I can no longer do it haha. I still have a lot to do for work but I would rather for it to stay that way despites being tired occasionaly. I wanted to post 50 facts about me along with an outfit post buttt I realized that it might be way too long to read so I cut the list down to 22 instead. I hope it entertains you and you get the chance to know me a little. So why don't we all get started with that. ✌

1- I was born in Port-Au-Prince, Haiti resided in the upper town of Port-Au-Prince which is Petion-Ville for most of my childhood days.

2-I went to a Catholic all girls school up until 4th grade, it's great to brag about it to your friends like  "J'ai été chez les soeurs de SFA" but I am glad it was a short journey.

A story of No can do, cans and other possibilities

Last Friday of 12th July 2013 was the end of my first year attending College here in Port-Au-Prince. The experiences were expected to be a ride of tears and joy. Needless to say, it was a challenge and a surprise that led me choose marketing as my major. The beggining of the second semester was an exploration to me since I would attend my Marketing courses and International Relations courses as well. Of course my Marketing peers thought that I've gone completly crazy by trying to attend opposites lectures but the "adventurious side" in me wanted to expand my horizons by exploring my limits and interests. The International Relations courses were interesting considering how heavy and compensed the materials were. That one particular course of Comtemporary History was interesting as well since the professor just kept splitting his lecture half into a mouthful of how he hated Religion all together, how he would not even classify himself as an atheist and the little remaining of class he'd remember to go on with his lecture only to bomb his students in his exams.

Haiti Living

The nearness of you.

The last day of my holidays ended with him sitting closely by my sides. My head was resting on his shoulder, we were silent yet our hearts were booming with things to say. Instead of worrying about the heavy weight of my luggages I decided to stay within his presence instead. As the hours were slowly turning into miserable seconds I thought of reviewing the house that turned into a home; one that would never be forgotten; a wide house that held memories in each room. I remembered at night how we both dreamed separately but our thoughts connected each other throughout the wee hours of the night. I touched the perimeter of the balcony as I walked remembering where I used to stand in the morning on the bright summer of Haiti smiling and waving at him to invite him to come for breakfast. We'd sit across each other going from conversations to conversations. They were so long that our housemates would shake their heads at us; wondering how we could go on talking for hours that way. If something shall had cause for us to go our separate ways, I felt that the memories of us lived on and would stay written in each side of this house wall.

The memories were  similar to those beautiful actions of waves of the oceans. Peaceful yet they shaken my soul every time. As the clocks was ticking away, we said words, we tried to ask one another how the hell did we happen? sinnce we didn't see it happening. We laughed at trying answering our own questions. Even though we were in the middle of laughing sometimes we'd just go back on letting silent arise around us. Being with each other was enough before we said our goodbyes. Through the peaceful effects of our hands, he led me to the warmth of his chest where I felt the rhythm of his heart beat loudly. I rested my head for a great amount of time listening to his heart beating as we smiled at each other. Later on as I got in the car I wept not because I was leaving a part of me behind, I wept because I was no...longer in control and it felt wonderful to fall beautifully then:
That was my journey back to Haiti

It's All Love
Sophie :)

Dans mon ptit chez moi

I am ending my Monday night with the following thoughts and images of my new home.

-My birthday is near and this year I'll be home with my people :)

-Although all my aunties have passed, I have gained a profound love for my Aunty A. She makes me realize that great friends do exist after all through goods and bad time

-Why do freaks never get the hint that I am not interested in going out with them?

-It's still weird that I am not wearing my winter clothing at all because Haiti is mostly a summer all year long type of weather.

-My first reflects are still in English

-I am not allowed to keep falling for Meester yet he's either violently present or tenderly distant in my thoughts...Yet never away from my prayers.

-I would totally keep going on about him...but I won't....at least not right now lol

-My photography biz is slowly getting the attention of it being an art. It's standing out, that makes me proud.

-I love being happy

Ze End

It's All Love

Sophie :)