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[sincerelyleia]

I was feeling really tired after the parade and as soon as we got home, a pile of clean laundry was waiting to be folded or hung then transferred to their respective places. I made a mental promise to take a shower and do it tomorrow, so I set the laundry aside. I was getting ready for bed after my shower and I couldn't help but stare at the huge pile of laundry beside our bed. I thought about maybe just hanging some of them to avoid wrinkles, so I did that. Then I thought about maybe folding the underwear because it's weird to leave underwear around, so I did that. Then I thought about folding my husband's shirts just because, so I did that. In the end, I folded all the laundry. Aside from that, I also cleaned our room up. Sigh. #OCDProblems

[sincerelyleia]

Be With Someone Who Knows You're Beautiful

One of the random moments when a man is asked:

 “What are the five things you like about my body?”

  “I love your eyes. The way they shine when I look into them, they tell me that you love me and I can see it when I look at you.

  Your hair is beautiful, in long waves of red and sometimes brown and sometimes black, I always find it everywhere. While cooking I found some just hanging on my arm as if you just hugged me from behind.

  I love your lips, I never want to let them leave mine. They express so much when our lips meet, they tell me you need me and they greet me hello or goodbye for now. Sweet and tender are your lips.

  Your legs—they are fantastic. They are built so nicely even though you don’t work them out. You’re so sexy, baby.

  If anything, baby, you, as a whole, are my favorite. The way you laugh and dance and sing and act goofy and the way you can be serious when you need to be. Your face alone holds so much expression and all the faces you make and the way your face lights up my world when you laugh and I can see that you are truly happy in that moment. Your kin is so beautiful, so soft and delicate. Your hands, I love holding them when we drive, watch movies or when we are walking casually through small distances. I love you so much, baby.”

  Be with someone who loves you for you and who knows your worth. Be with someone who knows you’re beautiful – inside and out <3 :)

[sincerelyleia]

Things You Should Do After Typhoon Yolanda Hit PH

Late Post

There has been a post about the things you SHOULDN’T DO after the typhoon hit our country. It has been spreading online and I never shared or acknowledged its presence online because honestly speaking, that’s no help at all. I have no idea why people like telling others what NOT TO DO. What’s the point? You tell someone not to do something then what? What are they supposed to do? Nothing? Okay, thank you so much for your insight.

Anyway, borrowing from one of the many things I learned in Religion class back in Elementary, there are only three things you should do after the typhoon. Three simple things and if you want to do them over and over again, by all means, please do.

Reflect

Think about the people affected by the typhoon, about how it must feel to lose so many valuables in a span of four hours. Think about how it feels to lose someone you love and/or everything you own. Think about being really hungry and having nothing to eat. Think about walking around the city because you have nowhere else to go and seeing dead bodies everywhere. Think about seeing your town in a completely devastating state. Think about how painful this

Pray

Pray for the victims, for the souls of those who passed, for the people who are grieving over so much loss, for those who are still missing, for those who are tasked to check on the affected areas, for those who are brave enough to help. Pray for the ones who weren’t affected by the storm that they may be compassionate and do everything they can to help.

Act.

Help. In any way you can. This is one of the biggest tragedies to hit our country; watching the news is definitely not enough. You may not know these people in the affected areas, but you still share one thing – and that’s your country. Sacrifice spending something you don’t really need and share your blessings.

Oh, and don’t stop with just one round. Give until you can’t. A lot of organizations are offering aid to those people in the next year. Think it’s crazy? IT’S NOT. They lost their homes, schools, food, furniture, establishments, etc. These people lost everything. They don’t just start from scratch – they have to clean up all the damage caused by the typhoon AND they have to start over from scratch.

And about the selfies, if they want to take a selfie. LET THEM. It’s their freaking account. Just because they’re taking a selfie doesn’t mean she didn’t give her share to help. In this time of sadness, all we can do is concentrate on the good things. Seriously, bashing others is just a waste of time.

We’re all human beings here. We all live in the same world. We have the same basic necessities to live. We also have feelings. We empathize with others. When someone is in need, it’s in our nature to do something about it. So please: REFLECT, PRAY and ACT.

[sincerelyleia]

An Open Letter to Someone Who Gets On My Nerves All the Time

(Disclaimer: I have been having second thoughts about posting this. I wrote this because this one person really pissed me off in the highest possible way and I just HAD to write this down. If I didn’t, I may have just exploded and punched her or someone completely random. I have never felt this way about a person so this kind of anger is very new to me.)

  Dear YOU,

  I honestly don’t know how you do it, but you just do so every damn day I see you. You say something utterly stupid that makes me use all the strength I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes because I don’t want to be rude.

  I can’t say it’s a generation thing because I get along pretty well with most people I’ve met who are your age. It’s simply not a cultural background thing because we’re all pretty much alike.

  It’s always the little things. How you are probably the most inconsiderate and conceited person I know, how you don’t have the slightest desire to learn new things, how you never admit it every time you make a mistake (which ALWAYS happens), and how you can’t respect someone and refuse to learn from her just because she’s younger than you. These are the things that drive me crazy. The brighter side of this is that I now know how to deal with you, and I can brush of any offensive comment you harshly throw in the pool of conversation.

  Today, however, you hit an all-time low. I’ve been taking your hits in stride but this one was extremely challenging that I actually let the first sentence of an argument that my brain was rapidly formulating after you said the most offensive statement yet.

  First of all, it’s not enough that you followed everything your parents taught you when you were growing up; it’s important that you actually understand why you had to follow or accept their norms and traditions (Read: MANNERS AND ETIQUETTE). If you actually had the curiosity, you would find out who your relatives are and how genuinely exciting your family’s history is. Trust me, every Filipino family has a story to tell. No exceptions.

  Second, is that really how you look at people my age: that we don’t care about our grandparents or great grandparents are, and the rest of our large families for that matter. We’re at the stage in our lives where we know the most significant people to keep in our lives. We adore our family; the bulk of our first few months of salary went to our families. We take time to know about the people in our big Filipino families because we care and we want to know more about our last name and the people who if it hadn’t been for them, we wouldn’t be even in this world. So don’t you go off saying that I don’t care about my family and ALL my relatives because I do – more than you’ll ever comprehend the nature of this changing world that we live in.

  I don’t like being mad and I don’t like being mean. That’s why I try my best to be patient and just ignore the bad things you do. I applaud your confidence and how perfectly blunt you are about everything. I would probably die if I say something straight out without considering how the people I talk to would feel about my statement. You just baffle me and most of the time, I just can’t believe that you actually said what you said.

  I do believe that everything happens for a reason and that God put you in my life for something beneficial to both of us. I perceive you as someone who tests my patience and understanding. It’s the countless times I try to listen to your stories that I actually catch myself forcing myself to like you. Maybe I should try to stay distant from you, maybe I should get to know you more. I will have to discern about this more. All I know is that writing about this is making me feel better, and actually minimizing my hostility on you. So I guess this works for now? I’m new at this EXTREMELY-ANGRY-at-someone thing. Now I know how Robin of HIMYM feels about Patrice, but I don’t actually yell at her – that’s just too crazy for me.

  Looking forward to more anger-controlling mantras and breathing exercises.

  Sincerely,

Leia

  PS. I wrote this page-long entry in a span of thirty minutes. Yes, this is all for you.

[sincerelyleia]

An open letter to everyone who dated you before me

Dear exgirlfriend,

I’d be lying of I say I haven’t been curious about you and how he was with you. I’d be lying if I told you I would never try to compare how I am with him now to how he was with you.

I’d be lying if I say I haven’t thought of you as a fool for letting such an incredible man go but then again, it’s because of the fact that you let this amazing person go is the reason why I’m so happy right now.. So I’d like to thank you.

Thank you.

I’m thanking you because I know that at some point in his life (and as much as I hate to admit this), you made him happy. You’ve seen him grin ear to ear, you made him laugh, you gave him a hug when he needed one, you picked him up when he was down. You’ve shared fun and happy times together, and he will probably never admit this to me, but I know at that point and time, you made him happy. And for that, I thank you.

Thank you for breaking his heart. The arguments you’ve had with him before when you were together taught him to be a better man and companion. Thank you for breaking him and making him realize that he can put the pieces back together and stand up on his own. Thank you for crushing him so hard that it only made him stronger and wiser.

Thank you for disappointing him; for making him realize that women are just as human as men — that we’re not perfect (but most of the time, we are, yes). Thank you for helping him grow and know what he really wants. Thank you for making him a man.

And more importantly, thank your for making him my man.

Sincerely, Me