Mes premieres experiences a L'Institut Francais

I am sure by now that all of you are aware that my family and I we have moved back to our hometown in Haiti. It's been already two months close to three that we've been back and I am still accommodating to my surrounding such as the streets of Port-Au-Prince. Before I left when I was thirteen I was aware the capital of Haiti was filled with people but it got bigger after the terrible earthquake. Needless to say the streets are HOT sometimes I compare the streets as my lover; We don't always get along but at the end of the day we remain in love. It saddened me though that I can't trace back the beautiful scenery of the place that I grew up.

 Upon my arrival in the country, I was enrolled at what we call "Des Coures de rattrapage" in French (broad review courses) so I can be well prepared for classes in my College career in Haiti. People think it's nearly impossible to do so but little did they know is that it's achievable but then again this is a whole argument for another day. The amount of time I left Haiti forced me to focus in English in order to succeed therefore my native tongue both French and English took a break without any of intentions. The lessons and practices made in the class forces me to face the reality I need to be confident that my sentences structures are bold, grammatically correct and at ease to people's ears. It doesn't hurt that the people in my class are also class clowns so far so good, nothing beats the feeling of being home.

It's All Love

Sophie :)

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 :)

Open Notes

As someone who loves reading and write I have the tendency of analyzing everything around. I go deeper into the sentences, I try to bring the noise out of the silence, I learn so much from being an outsider when I am people watching. Sometimes my analyzing becomes destructive when it leads to over-thinking. One of the things that I've been thinking of lately is how we human we tend to want the easy way out. We tend to hide our true feelings due to being shy which leads to abbreviating words that makes these words look less sentimental. By sentimental I am referring to properly telling the people you love how much you love them by using that simple phrase but powerful three words. Have you ever said it aloud to yourself and think how beautiful I Love you sound rather than a short "luv ya, love"?
There's a quote from an author named Ev'Yan who actually talked about hiding our true feeling behind abbreviating words. She stated that when we hide ourselves it only reverberate as:

"I have strong feelings of care & admiration for you, but I dare not say those three little words to convey my true feelings because they're drenched in too much emotion, so I shall instead chop them up, through out the most useful, potent parts, & give you a version that is easier to digest but will not fully nourish your being. NO"

"Say those three, specific, impactful words, the ones that turn our hearts into mush & make us feel a little high for a moment: I love you. Those simple syllables are small, but mighty. They instantly & allusively translate into: I adore you. I appreciate you. I respect you. You add delicious complexity to my existence. Say it with moxie. Say it with warmth. Say it because there is no ceiling on love; because you contain an infinite source of it; because love is meant to be given (& felt) freely on all levels. Say it because you know you mean it. Don’t apologize for it. Don’t end it with a disclaimer. Don’t dumb down your words to make less of an impact".----Ev'Yan

It's All Love
Sophie :)

Finalement 21 ans

It's been awhile since I've done an outfit posts but the occasion was chosen well since Sat dec 3rd I turned 21. Is this the time where I become witty when people start asking my age and I tell them "well a young lady never tell her age?" or should I just now refer myself as an 'Twenty year old something' either way I am thankful for the person that I have become. I am definitely a work in progress, stubborn but I am definitely a work in progress.



I love to think that being a 20 year old was a great year. This is once again the time where I reflect about the last 12 months and tell you that "i've learned so much about myself" but this time I think I've learn so much about my surrounding...and fine I've learn things about myself as well.
Here is the list...please feel free to add more :)
I am hilarious when I choose to be.
I tend to take it as my weakness that I love hard but remembering Christ on the cross I can't help but remembering to stay strong though it's not easy.
I no longer look at the guys who approach me as a threat and I am a better girl for that.
I learned the hard way that communication is a must. In the words of John Mayer, please say what you need to say.
The fact that I have earned my Associates Degree shows me that hard work pays off.
I no longer feel silly for telling someone who is close how I feel about them.
Every mistake is a lesson learn.
I am the leader of my heart.

In the words of my mom "Je cherche faire la paix avec tout le monde"
I am learning to make peace with everyone in my surrounding.
It's All Love
Sophie :)

Birthday girl and Aunty A

Well Folks Tomorrow is the time where I don't have to feel guilty when all the attention is one, yes yes you guessed it right it's my birthday (as if the post title didn't give it away). Right now I am in the company of my wonderful Aunty A, she's already starting cooking for tomorrow as we are speaking. We are talking about Reggae music, talking about the youth of my mother...and making fun of my mom as we are on it as well :). I love her and her quirky ways
Happy 21st Birthday To Me and of course I will surely have an interesting birthday post...whenever I have timeee

It's All Love
Sophie :)