⇔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!

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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