Sunday, October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

Haha! Did he scare you? This is my brother in his Halloween costume. Lookin at him now makes me shiver(goosebumps). I imagined a dead person in a coffin.. knock on wood. I'm such a good make-up artist. haha! Thanks to the lights. Happy Halloween people. Trick or Treat.. :)

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Paper 101

Paper is more patient than man. That's why when I --- we want to bring out all things that lie buried deep in our hearts (more especially for emoticons), we, rather scribble them on paper than take the chance of being betrayed and rejected.

Moreover, instead of bursting from tears, sniffing your nose or telling your problem to your not-listening-to-your-dilemmas of a friend, why not write it on paper. Paper has an unlimited space to accommodate all things we wanted to pour in.


At the same time, treats us with a maximum tolerance in times when we're being unreasonable.


That's why these things are the ones who keep me from writing things I like, I love and I hate.


Keeping my thoughts to myself make me a reserved being. I could mask my whole being in a way i wanted myself to be seen. And winning the approval of the crowd is what i am likely to obtain. :)


-tep o9

The Truth

I just love this book that I wanted to share it with you. :)


Dr. Rebecca Brown is one of several Christian authors who claim to have been involved with underground satanic cults. Dr. Brown describes her experiences in books published by Jack Chick publications. Dr. Brown's claims are particularly extreme because she claims to have had physical contact with demons, devils and Satan himself.



Thanks to my tito Julius who owns the book He Came to Set the Captives Free and Prepare for War written by Dr. Brown and published by Chick Publications. I borrowed and read both books.



In this book, I come to realized that the impossible can be possible. And the unbelievable can be realistic.
        Elaine talks, Werewolves, vampires, zombies and other were animals do exist. This is a very closely guarded by Satan. No one controls these beings except Satan or the high-ranking demons. He uses them mostly for discipline.
        Angels of God the Father also exist and, according to Dr. Rebecca Brown, has shinning golden hair, deep blue eyes, was clean-shaven, dressed in shining white with golden belt and a huge sword at his side. His tunic-like top was trim with gold braid, wore a loose fitting white pants and golden sandals. His skin was bronze as with a beautiful deep suntan. I wonder what does my guardian angel looks like. :)
        Cults usually performed human sacrifice in (the United States) their eight ‘holy days’ out of each year; Christmas, Easter, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and as close as possible to the first day of spring, summer, fall and winter.(Satan wishes to desecrate each God’s mercifully ordained seasons.)
        Satan has a very few chosen women that become his brides. Only five to ten, and usually five exist in the United States one at a time.
        God command us to control every thought, not blank out our minds! If you don’t control your mind, Satan will. Never blank out our mind cause it’s an open doorway for the entrance of demons.
        Demons can make you ill; these are called demonically inflicted illness. This is usually the favorite method of discipline of some demons because few doctors can diagnose what’s wrong and the person so afflicted and dies a very slow and painful death, while doctors think he’s just imagining the symptoms. Some schizophrenics might have been the victim of these.

You can check out some quotes from Rebecca and Elaine’s story from the book of He Came to Set the Captives Free.
The story readers and listeners expected to believe centers on two women, Rebecca Brown and Elaine. We realize that the information contained here is sensitive and will be opening a wound that will again hurt family members close to this situation. This is not an attempt to dredge up the past, but to expose the truth about these alarmist teachers.

ELAINE'S STORY

Elaine says she was born with a cleft palate that required surgical repair. Her family could not afford the cost of surgery. Then, Elaine says, a friend told her mother the work could be done in exchange for nothing more than a thimbleful of Elaine's blood. The blood would be for experimental use; Elaine says her mother was told. However, Elaine says, the blood was used in a ceremony in which she was sold to Satan. That’s the start of Elaine’s involvement in Satanism.
Elaine goes on to tell of events that led her to further involvement in witchcraft and Satanism. She describes her rise to power into Satanism after being inducted into Satan's service at a witch camp. There she signed her name in blood and set out to climb the ladder of power in witchcraft.
Elaine describes a certain "camp" where she was inducted into witchcraft and satanism. She describes this "camp" in great detail:
"I stepped directly into this cult when I went to that summer camp with Sandy. I was very excited by the time we arrived. With excitement you lose a lot of what you see and hear. We were taken first to the dorms where we were to stay and made to feel very welcome. The camp had many facilities: museums, libraries, different houses where you could go to clairvoyants, hypnotists, palm readers, tarot card readers, voodoo experts, etc. Some of these people lived there year 'round, some didn't. This was the place where the cult officially meets with the unknowing public."
Based upon Elaine's description of the camp and its location, she is probably referring to a spiritualist camp known as Camp Chesterfield (Indiana Society of Spiritualists) in the town of Chesterfield, Ind. The camp was established in 1886 by Dr. J.W. Westerfield.
As with witchcraft and satanism, spiritualism is a distinct practice not to be confused with the others. A trip to Camp Chesterfield revealed it to be nothing like Elaine describes. There are no dormitories, as Elaine recalled, but there are two motels that look like dormitories to an outsider driving through the camp. No staff member interviewed could remember an Edna Elaine Moses or an Edna Elaine Knost, but all were familiar with the kinds of stories told about their camp.
Elaine says she signed her name in blood and became a part of "The Brotherhood at this camp. She does not say how hold she was when she did this but says it took place during the summer. "School was out at the time and as I had nothing else to do I decided to go." This places the event some time during her youth, probably her teens.
She tells of growing more powerful until, at a national competition of witches, she surpassed all her colleagues and was named top witch.
"A crown of gold was placed upon my head and my fellow cult members bowed down and gave homage to me," she says. "I was treated like a queen ... I was given all the beautiful clothes to wear that I could possibly want. I was bathed, my hair fixed and I was waited on hand and foot by servants. There were parties and I always had a handsome escort who was also my body guard ... My escort always tasted all of my food before I ate to make sure that it wasn't poisoned." (3)
That wasn't all, Elaine says. She married Satan himself, who donned a white tuxedo and rented a Presbyterian church for the ceremony. "Again he appeared as a man, dressed completely in white, wearing a crown of gold with many jewels in it. The whole congregation stood with a shout and much worship was given to Satan. Then, at a sign from Satan, all heads turned to the back and I started forward down the aisle. When I reached the end of the aisle I stopped before Satan's throne, bowed down before him, and did him homage. Then he gave me the command to rise. As I did so, he arose from his throne and came down to stand beside me. The high priest performed the wedding ceremony.... Satan gave me a beautiful broad gold wedding band with an inscription inside it which said: 'Behold the bride of the Prince of the world.After saying their vows, the newlyweds were whisk off by limousine to the airport and Satan's luxurious private jet, Elaine says. On their way to their ‘haunted honeymoon’ at a mansion in California, Satan sipped "very expensive wines and champagnes." Elaine also relates that the wedding night "sexual intercourse we had was brutal." Also Elaine claims to have had sex with Satan on numerous occasions, both as High Priestess and as Satan's wife.
Elaine says she became "Satan's representative on an international level" going around the world to meet with heads of state and foreign dignitaries to negotiate the sale of arms.
Some of her activities as Satan's bride: "I also made a number of trips to other countries. I have been to Mecca, Israel, Egypt, also the Vatican in Rome to meet with the Pope. All my trips were for the purpose of coordinating Satan's programs with satanists in other lands, as well as meeting with various government officials to discuss aid to their countries in the form of money. A few did not know that I was a satanist, but thought I was associated with a powerful wealthy organization of some kind. People asking for money don't ask too many questions. The Pope knew very well who I was. We worked closely both with the Catholics (especially the Jesuits) and the high-ranking Masons.”
“It was during this time that I met many of the well known Rock music stars. They all signed contracts with Satan in return for fame and fortune."
She was possessed by a demon named "Mann-Chan" and spoke foreign languages fluently, she says.
Human sacrifice is the favorite method of discipline. Many of the sacrifices are people who have been disobedient, or who have tried to pull out of the cult.”
“in the United States there are eight ‘holy days’ out of each year where human sacrifice is usually performed; Christmas, Easter, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and as close as possible to the first day of spring, summer, fall and winter.(Satan wishes to desecrate each God’s mercifully ordained seasons.)
"I watched in utter horror as a crown of huge long thorns was driven into the young man's head. The thorns going in so deep as to pierce into his skull... Finally, he was nailed to a wooden cross which was then picked up and placed in a hole in the ground, just in front of the middle of the platform. I will never forget the stench of the burned and tormented flesh, the screams of the victim, his writhing agony, his pleas for mercy..."
"Satan appeared in human form as usual, dressed completely in shining white. But his eyes glowed red as a flame and he threw his head back and gave a howl and a scream and a hideous laugh of victory as the high priest drove a long spike through the man's head, pinning it to the cross, killing him. The crowd went crazy, screaming and shouting and dancing in crazed ecstasy at the "victory." They loudly proclaimed all victory and power and honor to their father Satan. Satan vanished shortly after that to go on to the next Black Sabbath sacrifice.
At his departure the meeting turned into a sex orgy. Human with human, and demon with human."
Rebecca talks, “What a mockery the black Sabbaths are! Satan knows they are a mockery! The ceremony itself is supposed to be the symbolic death of Christ. Satan proclaims that Jesus Christ was the ultimate sacrifice for him that he won over Christ by killing him on the cross. Satan is lying! He knows that he was defeated at the cross, not Jesus, and so all of the demons. Satan was not victorious at the cross and Jesus is alive! God’s word sums it up the best in Colossians 2:15.”

"The Doctor Must be killed"

Then came an assignment that would change her life, Elaine tells Chick. Satan told her there was a "'young smartly doctor' at his 'special' hospital in a nearby city. This doctor was not only greatly interfering by 'preaching and praying everywhere,' but had also actually dared to interfere with a number of his top witches and their work at that institution." Elaine says "Satan ordered me to organize a nationwide effort among all the top witches for that doctor's destruction. He didn't care how we did it, but that doctor must be killed, and quickly."
The young doctor was Rebecca Brown, an intern. Elaine had her assignment and she went to work. However, Elaine says, "every time I did an incantation in the direction of that doctor, the demons came back unable to get through." Elaine says her difficulty in wrecking Rebecca spiritually turned into a defeat for Satan. Through this purported incident and other events, Elaine became a Christian.
Satan was angry, Elaine says. "The first thing that they (Mann-Chan, and fellow demons) did was fly right off and tell Satan what I had done," Elaine tells Chick. "Then the fur started to fly. That night after I had returned home Satan came to talk to me, but things were strangely different. Usually Satan would come up to me and put his hands on my shoulders or hold me in his arms. This time he stood back away from me and shouted 'What the Hell do you think you are doing? ' 'I'm leaving you,' I replied."
A heated discussion ensued and Elaine ordered him to leave. Elaine says "Satan came to me nearly twenty times over the next two weeks. Sometimes in a very charming mood, attempting to be a lover, but usually in a rage. He tried to persuade me to change my mind."

REBECCA AND ELAINE MEET

Satan's next move was to make Elaine ill and put her in "that particular hospital," where she was placed under the care of Rebecca, Elaine says, and Rebecca picks up the story’s narration.
Rebecca says God told her Elaine still had hundreds of demons and needed deliverance. Rebecca says "(God) told me that He wanted me to have Elaine move in with me immediately as she did not yet have faith enough to stand on her own. Her (earthly) husband had left her and remained with the satanists." Since the hospital was under the control of satanists, Rebecca says she and Elaine were targets of "the Brotherhood" (i.e., a group of people who are directly controlled by, and worship, Satan).
Rebecca goes on to tell of God making many covenants with and audible revelations to her. The descriptions are vivid and graphic.
In one description, an angel was sent by God to kill Elaine after she had become and Christian. Rebecca relates her encounter with "a shining white-robed figure ... with a drawn sword in his hand. He was tall, very tall. His head nearly touched the ceiling of the room. He radiated power and his countenance was fierce. His skin was bronzed and the sword in his hand shown with a pure white light"
What was his message? Rebecca quotes him: "I am sent by God the Father to kill this one who is so rebellious and disobedient. She has angered God." Why had God sent an angel to kill Elaine? Rebecca explains: "He [God] had commanded Elaine to make a covenant with Him to protect them from an upcoming attack by the local satanists. Elaine had refused to do so, stubbornly insisting that she would fight and protect them."
Rebecca says, in effect, that God had sent an angel to kill someone who would not make a covenant with Him to protect her from being killed.
Rebecca says she "threw herself prone on her face on the floor... and pleaded with "Father" to spare Elaine's life.”...let your anger fall on me instead of Elaine," she sobs. Angry "Father" grants her petition: "The angel placed his sword into its sheath.’Arise, woman,' he said. 'Your petition has been heard and granted.' Then he vanished."

WHO ARE THESE WOMEN?

A look into Rebecca's background also is difficult. For starters, one must know that she has not always been Rebecca Brown, M.D. She changed her name from Ruth Irene Bailey, M.D. In a petition to the Superior Court of California, County of San Bernardino, dated Feb. 11, 1986, Ruth Irene Bailey, of Apple Valley, Calif., along with her attorney, Robert Salisbury, of Anaheim, requested a name change to Rebecca Brown. The reason given was "petitioner has become known more by the proposed name through use as a pen name and use of the name in ministry than by her present name."
Since Rebecca's two books were published in 1986 and 1987, it seems unlikely that she had become very widely known by her pen name in just the second month of 1986. Doing it to hide from "the Brotherhood," would be futile since one assumes those people could divine that information supernaturally even if they didn't see it in the San Bernardino Daily Press, a general-circulation newspaper where it was published once a week for four weeks prior to the date set for hearing on the petition. The name change then was officially registered April 25, 1986.
Rebecca had reason to change her name. However, it was not because of the notoriety she had gained under her new name, but the notoriety she had achieved under her old one.
According to much research Elaine uses many names for her protection and privacy. Her names include Edna Elaine Moses, Elaine Moses, and Elaine Bailey. I didn’t include her photos as a sign of respect to Dr. Brown and Elaine.


Some facts were gathered from http://answers.org/satan/brown.html

Friday, October 29, 2010

Not real, not reel, but True Friends

 ruby, tep, joecell
die is cast
They're the ones to whom i lean as we moved on in our crucial life as teeners. 7 years of friendship. 7 years of laughter and tears. Without them---my sis and my babez, life would be a bore. They might be an angel or a wicked witch, still they're my sisters and I love them both so much. :)

Don't Leave me, Just stay

You showed me how sweet love can be
You promised to be true to me
Gave me courage when I was afraid
Always telling me you’ll never fade.

You were there when no one else was

Gave me comfort in every fuss
Threw corny jokes just to make me smile
Closer, you walked an extra mile.

And now you left me all alone

Shadows of you can’t find on my phone
You’re the missing piece in my puzzle game
With out you, my life would be insane.

I can’t stop myself from crying

Whenever our favorite song is playing
Rememb’ring the happy moments we’ve shared
And enjoying how happy love can bear.

I don’t wanna miss you, please don’t go

You promised to stay, you said it so
Cause I don’t know what life can be
Without hearing those words, from you to me.

Just hold on, I’m here for you

Cause I know you can make it through
Take my hand, we’ll never be apart
Just don’t leave me, you’ll break my heart.
=’(

totally over you.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

PJ's Farewell Party

Friendship is a single soul dwelling in two bodies. -Aristotle

What: PJ's Farewell Party
When: Oct. 21, 2010
Where: Janjan's Place
Who: the STU

 waiting for our lunch; jekjek, penny, nelly, gayle, banban and milo
 la pa di guro naabot si nelly. :)
boys with their boytalks.
 sa wakas eating time!
 pray na.. hus gonna lead?
oh yeah, as usual... nelly to the rescue. :)
 yumm.. :) buko pandan---di gid ni madula.
 masig galo portion..
 lenny hoh..
let's eat. penny(partly hidden), me, sis, gayle and jekjek
done eating. Tagay mode na.. Di gid ni madula sa STu. :)
may pag nanasa gid ni guro si milo kay king mu.. :)
back row L-R: sis, janjan, me, gayle, jearven
frontrow L-R: Paeng, king, milo and banban
 ga ubauba gid.. la man abs. Mayo pa si banban dakodako 'ab' ya. :))

with pj
 king, me, sis and penny
 L-R: amity, paeng, king, jekjek, jemar and milo
king: look  at my nipple
paeng: mabaho!
nyahaha! peace. :)
 look at my sis. Reaction yah ay! :)
 this is when pinatay ni king ang tv and janjan on the other hand tried to fix it. Were watching 'jennifer's body' :)
 tanan na kami nka smile.. :) la bi si nelly mu,
oy.. anu nalantaw nyo? kamo ha?! ang scandal gid ni John Leo inyu da. :) i took this pic that's why wala ako. Don't worry, nakalantaw nako na! haha!


Haaayy.. Those memories will be treasured here in my heart forever. All for one, One for all. That’s the Senior Titanz. We will miss you peaj, our Senior’s Lass... ang pinaka gahod samon. hehe! :))

bag raid

About 2:30 of Saturday afternoon, Cheena’s house. So tired and sleepy after the whole day of, well, roaming around, shopping, window-shopping, eating and guy hunting in the mall. Boredom strikes, Cheena (a friend of mine) decided to raid my bag and took pictures of my stuffs. Something new for my blog. Good thing it’s not that messy. You can check it out:
 My stuffs. It’s a lil bit cramped cause my bag is small.
 Usually it’s messy(lucky me it’s kinda tidy when Cheena attacked it. Haha! ) Good thing I didn’t brought my wallet with me.
Girls will be girls you know. We need these stuffs for you to appreciate our beauty. Mayo gani kay amu lang na dala ko. Mostly I go for a huge bag with loads of ka-kikayan things in it. :)
 Top L-R: my make-up kit ([not on the photo]w/c includes my liquid eyeliner, eyeliner, mascara, cheektint, blush on, make-up brushes, lipstick & a lipgloss), another pouch for some stuffs, bath&body works body splash, love me by Kris Aquino body spray
Middle L-R: baby flo baby wipes, oil control sheet, bubble gum, med capsule for my migraine, unused liners
Bottom L-R: my Phone, Sun BW USB Modem, charger, eyeglasses, keys, and spare coins
 I love to collect souvenirs, especially key chains from different places bought by a friend. The wooden heart with my name on it was given to me by Jemar (high school friend), from a trip somewhere. The sanded heart was from an old college friend brought from Cebu. Damo pa to sa house, and I really treasure ‘em cause they brought back the memories of yesterday.
 Top L-R: &body works body splash, love me by Kris Aquino body spray, 3W Clinic brown rice hand cream, Petroleum jelly (for my chapped lips), and my bag
Middle L-R: med capsule for my Migraine, unused liners, (some junks)Receipt, another Receipt, plastic bag
Bottom L-R: Keys, spare coins, (another junk)used tissue, used oil blotting sheet
 I usually go for big (like big bags) but I dunno what comes into my head then, when I used this Mercia Bag. It’s a gift from my tita Chit from Korea. I like it when I feel like being sophisticatedly feminine. I wore a bag depending on my mood. :)

So that’s it. You’ve already seen my junk of a side. I really enjoyed writing this, and even me was shocked like I didn’t know I still have some coins left and that receipt, the 2nd one mentioned earlier, was like ages ago and still in my bag. Thanks to Cheena. So that’s all for now, till next time. Oh man! May next time pa? I’ll see to it that my bag would be more organized. :)

Sunday, October 24, 2010

⇔Mi nombre es ℇstefania ℛossela Τalamore Ẵrengaes.

⇔if you’re:
→ an Arenga then you call me GOO or TING (you don’t wanna know why)
→a Talamor then you call me PANIANG
→my lil cuz you call me ATE TING (dunno where the hell ‘ting’ came from)
→my childhood friend you used to call me TA
→my elementary classmate you call me STEP² or STEPH
→my high school buddy (STu) you call me PANEH, NEH or TEP²
→one of my college perks you call me TEPH, TEFANIA, TEPAY, TEP², ARENGA or RENG
→Ms. Joecell Pollan you call me BABES
→Ms. Ruby Tabano or Mr. Aldrin Herradura you call me SIS (in a diff way)

It depends on: how close we are, What I am to you and what you are to me.٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶

ℐm fund of writing things that keep poppin' inside my head. 'Bout love, heartaches, life, friendship... and now for my bio, here are the things iHEART♥ and iHATE♣. Be it life, the person next to me, physical and mental things I like and dislike (⊙▂⊙)
◈you don't have to read. They may bore you.
◈but I insist... Read it!٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶

▶I HEART♥♥♥

♥my eyes┽the way they seem to give out signals; "I’m gone tear you to pieces. So back off!"

♥my height┽the way they stood me up.

♥my alter-ego┽my "suplada" reflex┽the way it acts as my defense-mechanism.(hear that?! defense-mechanism!^^)

♥my phone┽him texting or calling me.(well sometimes I kinda hate it to the point of me wanting to throw it.. you know. That LQ thingie)

♥the net┽blogs┽facebook┽twitter┽my cyber friends┽latest trends.

♥the camera┽dressin' up┽taking pics.

♥music♫♪┽my guitar

♥movies┽finger foods┽sodas

♥a paper┽a pen┽poetry┽sketching

♥fashion┽victoria beckham┽the olsen twins┽make-ups┽accessories┽a stylish top┽skinnies┽shoes/tees┽short shorts┽leggings┽havaianas/tee top┽walking shorts┽flipflops.

♥babies┽kids┽the way they laugh and cry.

♥dogs┽'banks'┽'uk'┽'fubu'┽'baby milo’┽’pachie’

♥the sunset┽the beach┽souvenirs

♥rain┽cookies┽hot chocos

♥moonlit┽the stars┽romantic scenario┽corny jokes┽cheezy lines┽my beau٩ (̾●̮̮̃̾•̃̾)

♥limelight┽drinks┽gettin drunk┽talk till dawn┽laugh out loud┽happy moments┽my barkada

♥girl bonding┽chit-chat┽icecream┽chocolates┽m&ms┽my girlfriends.

♥iloilo┽the city┽the busy streets┽me in the crowd┽smallville┽boardwalk┽terraza:(┽malls┽sidewalk┽downtown┽streetfoods┽batchoy(lapaz)┽barchillos┽piyayas┽otap┽my hometown(janiuay)┽karay-a┽my family┽God. \m/^.^\m/♥♥♥

˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ˙·٠•●♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥●•٠·˙

My HATE list.

(Actually I don’t totally hate em. I’m not against em. It’s just that... i don’t feel em the way you feel em, don’t like em the way you do. You see I have my reasons or maybe I just don’t feel likin em! Respect that! DEMOCRACY dahlin..!)

▶I HATE♣♣♣

♣me bein an emo lunatic┽me bein an egoist┽me sometimes as vein as hell.

♣my alter-ego┽my suplada-reflex┽people who criticize it┽the way it attracts the anti-suplada org.(¬_¬)

♣when my perfectionist side gets loose┽wanting everythin to be in order┽me would die if not done properly.

♣me bein a nerve-crackin-brat at times┽me would die if not gettin what I want.(meanie)

♣me bein obsessed with bags┽shoes┽accessories┽make-ups┽magazines┽texting┽telebabad┽chatting┽me a broke!

♣the way I hate working┽my laziness┽me bein irresponsible┽my mom's *blahBLAHbLahblAh*

♣punks┽emos┽kpops┽jejemons┽them feelin in but actually they're totally out.(peace out)

♣bracing myself┽someone w/ braces[like I can’t imagine kissing with braces on! I never kissed anyone with braces either (because I don’t kiss just anybody, thank goodness! haha). Wait.. I think my “first boyfriend” had braces. Did he? Wow, I’m such a bad ex-girlfriend… or a really good current girlfriend because I don’t remember much about exes. haha!]

♣snakes┽somethin slimy┽heights┽horror stories┽mumu^^┽nightmares(I’m such a scaredy-cat)

♣spicy foods┽ginseng┽durian┽fruit salad┽pizzas with mushrooms and peppers and stuffs┽coffee┽ketchup(arte ah!)

♣the heat┽pollution┽me a mess!

♣when it's raining and i wanna go out┽blackout┽boredom┽no load! (no oh! that’s too much!)

♣when people push me to do somethin i dont like┽pageants┽modeling┽singing┽dancing(la gid q ya talent di)┽sports(Id rather sleep)┽the stage┽spotlight┽THAT crowd┽rumor mill.

♣when people expect so much from me┽me disappointing them┽their chitter-chatters┽me wanting to kill em!(॓_॔)

♣when someone makes me cry┽me gettin hurt again┽me bein all touchy-feely┽esp when that person is the only person that can make me smile.(it stabs me in the heart. huhu)(͡๏̯͡๏)

♣backstabbers┽meanies┽bullies┽OCs┽overreacting┽oversensitive┽maarte even if they're not fit to be one -- of us. haha! Kidding!

♣raised brows┽malicious looks┽whispers┽them judging me, one of my friends, a family member or my loved one┽me tellin them: "I'm not a bitch you know, but if you want me to, I could be bitchier like you do. So quit doin it will yah?! You're gettin to my nerves! if you don’t want me to kick your asses off of you, just pull over d**k head!" (I can’t do that. I might do that)


♣when a feelin-oh-so-lucky guy makes his way on me┽him askin my number┽him not stopin even if he already knows I’m not into him!

♣unexpected date┽my red visit┽a break out!

♣boys night out┽him with his perks┽me bein paranoid┽me thinkin, "hell! what'r they doin? Why don't they let me join them?!"┽me spankin my jealous-lil-self!"(*^ -^*) GIRLS will be girls you know!

♣Hate my self. You've read some of my reasons and I’m somewhat becomin a 'bulimic head' case of writin this. But who cares?٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶


⇔So that’s all for now.. The rest is for you to find out!

13 Ways to Say "i love you"

So you have your eyes set on that boyfriend of yours who seems to be the most wonderful being in the whole planet and as if your world revolves around him alone (for short, your that in love). You may try these unique ideas I have come across a teen magazine, plus some of my personal advice, to show him how you feel. Your thoughtfulness will speak louder than words.
  1. Photo album. Buy a scrapbook and fill it with photos of just the two of you. Include romantic quotes, like “where love is concerned, too much is even not enough.”
  2. Sunrise date. Ask him to get up early one day, and then take him somewhere special to watch the sunrise.
  3. Put a single rose with a note on his doorstep one morning ― he’ll see it on his way to school.
  4. Tiny kisses. Leave some Hershey’s Kisses on his desk with a note that says, ‘Spare kisses for when I’m not around’. For sure he’ll smile on that one.
  5. Special Date. Create a note on his phone’s calendar that marks a small occasion, like the one-month anniversary of your very first kiss.
  6. Romantic poem. Write a poem and spray the paper with your perfume ― It’ll remind him of you.
  7. Love list. Give him a list of the top 10 you adore about him.
  8. Movie tickets. Get tickets to a movie he wants to see but you’re not so into ― he’ll appreciate your small sacrifice!
  9. Indoor picnic. Get his favorite snack ― and enjoy it with him as you cuddle on a blanket.:)
  10. Glamour shot. Have your friend take a roll of cool black-and-white photos of you. Choose the best one and frame it for him.
  11. Top secret. Share a secret about yourself that no one else knows. It’ll show how much you trust him.
  12. Tasty treats. Wrap up his favorite cookies and include your theme song lyric. Then sneak them into his backpack.
  13. Sweet whisper. When you’re in a crowd, whisper, “kiss me,” into his ear. He’ll love that all your attention is on him.

How to Mend a Broken Heart

Signs and symptoms: Insomnia, appetite loss or excessive eating, inability to concentrate, hysterical crying fits, self-pity, crying over a love song, lack of direction in life
Diagnosis: A Broken Heart

In a relationship, one of the hardest things to do is “saying goodbye” and “letting go”. At the beginning and at the end of a relationship, we are embarrassed to find ourselves alone. Unfair as it may seem, that’s the way love goes. That’s the drama, the bitter-sweet risk of falling in love. Everyone has had her heart broken at least once in her life time. If you haven’t recovered from one; still in the process; making yourself believe you’re over it but the truth is you’re not; or maybe you’re just one of those bullish who think they can conquer all types of pain; here are some helpful tips and some friendly advices. Hope it could help you inflate your deflated heart, cause in my case, it sure does. :) ---(well that was before)

1.  Let it go 
      Moan. Sob. Cry your eyes out and let it all hang out. Rid yourself of all-consuming anger and vent every ounce of vitriol in your system. We have to cry, to temporarily let go of the pain. Allow yourself a good wallow. Take a pillow and pretend it was him, and do everything with it in every way you want to. Throw all his letters, gifts (even that cute little stuffy he brought on your first date :( ), and his photos of you and him together, away. Grieve your heart out on a guy who was no better than rotten munchies.

2.  Accept the reality
            So, it’s over. This maybe hard to swallow but the reality is it’s all over. Acceptance plays a part as not all wishes come true…not all love stories end with “and they live happily ever after…” No matter what you’ll do (roll over, play dead doggie) there’s nothing you can do about it. You left without a choice but to believe and accept that he’s gone (oh no…don’t cry….). Accept the fact that he was not ready to be with you, or worse, he has fallen out love with you. Remember, acceptance is the key to healing.

3.  Seek some comfort.
            Need some lovin’? A) Call your friends and tell them your heartaches for the nth time (they may be a sucker for telling you (or rather scolds you): “te amo na! Kapila kana hambalan nga pa hibion ka lang ya sige ka man japon!” and whacking your neurons off, still, after you belt up from crying and fill her up on all the gory details, she would just give you a bear hug and words of comfort and a shoulder to cry on. After all a friend will always be a friend. B) Eat. Sky is the limit. Who cares if you’re that bulky?(baby fat much?) Chocolates and ice-cream (my comfort food) do wonders in my shattered heart. C) Get a pet. Pets aren’t only cuddly and affectionate but are also a good diversion of your time and focus. Sure you crave human affection but unlike humans, your pet can’t talk so the chances of getting yourself hurt are slim, at least not emotionally.

4.  Close the door.
            Now it’s time for you to break the chain that ties you both. Don’t be a fool for love. If he keeps calling (or bugging) you to ask for another chance or he doesn’t want to loose you and wants to stay as friends, don’t bite. You won’t only be allowing yourself to fall in love with him again but you’re also making yourself believe subconsciously that there’s something left in him for you when the truth is, there’s none. False hopes mean nothing but emotional boo-boos.

5.  Put a font if necessary
            You may be experiencing emotional chaos inside but if you stay confined within the four walls of your room chances are you’ll feel even more miserable.Get out and show the world you’re not an emotional wreck. Bash a smile and flash those pearly whites. At first you may find it odd putting on a face but soon you’d become so good at it you’d be doing it for real, without even noticing it yourself.

6.  Get busy
            Discover things you love to do that you weren’t able to explore because he didn’t approve of them or you didn’t have a time delving into them when you were still together. Schedule night-outs with friends and paint the town red. Engaged in activities you haven’t done before. With so many things to occupy your mind, you’d be so busy to even think about your heartbreak.

7.  Move on
            An end of a relationship doesn’t mean an end of you. You don’t need a man to make you feel like a real woman. If he can’t see what’s beautiful and special about you then he’s a dumb-ass for that matter. Not someone worth your time and tears. Not someone who deserves you either. Besides it’s his loss not yours. In short he’s worthless. You deserve someone much better.

 Breakups can be very painful and tormenting. Sometimes, it even makes us feel like dying. Funny how we feel, so hedonistically superb when we are in love and gruesomely obnoxious after a breakup. We all know that letting go means pain, but it also means happiness ahead. Goodbye doesn’t always mean forever. There will always be a perfect place and time. So live and love. Get hurt and ♥love♥ again.

-tep