my first poem ever

Let me share to you the first poem I ever wrote.

flashback: Mga grade 6 ako ni guro ay.. about 11 years old. I remember may activity kami sa Filipino held by Sir George Arca, it is to write a filipino poem. My classmates and I were all in the state of panic kay wala kami maisip nga topic and 'twas our first time to write our first poem, plus a time limit, an hour to be exact para i-pass... no paper, no grade. Gee! So I had put some senses in my mind and came up with this:

 ANG PROBLEMA KO SA TULA

Klase ay umpisa na

Sa Filipino ako'y nagiisa

Walang maisip, walang magawa

Sa tulang ipinagagawa,

Ngayo'y naisip hulihan ay 'a'

Ay! baka mali pala

Umiiyak lumuluha

Baka malian pa.

Puso ko'y nagdurogo

sa oras na tumatakbo

Baka kunin ng sir ko

Ang papel na pinaghirapan ko.

Salamat Diyos ng buhay

Sa tulong na inalala kong tunay

Sabi ng guro ko'y mahusay

Dahil sa'yo ang buhay ko'y meron ng tulay.

Well, maybe for you 'tis just an ordinary poem. But for me 'tis a master piece. My master piece. My first poem. And I'm proud of it, di man sa pahambog. :) Especially when that time, my classmates, Sir, my mom and people complimented my work, so overwhelming. :) Dira ko lang nabal-an nga may talent gale ko di. haha!

An open letter to r.franco

Nothin to do im on mobile. Cant even post on my blog (stepharenga.blogspot.com). So here i am wastin some time by writing whats on my mind. I-repost ko lang ni sa blog ko if im on web na. So anyway here's somethin for my ex.
 
An open letter to r.franco..

A month after the breakup.. Here i am, still hurting and crying every night. Why i just cant forget bout you. Di kaman ka gwapohan. :) Even ang ginsulat ko nga HOW TO MEND A BROKEN HEART, wa epek. Until when will i suffer from your unwanted memories? Now i know what's an emotional lunatic feels. I tried to be a good girlfriend, stay away from temptations even though my exes wanted me back still i stayed loyal till the end. Aint that enough? It was good until it lasted huh? Damn you! Your loss not mine. Cause youre the unconceited oaf for a bf! One of those sweet-tongued mother f*cker i knew! Now look at me! U brought up the worst in me! Im now afraid to love, afraid to trust.. Kagago bi simu. Hate you! Love you. Oh cmn! :|

PS: Can i slap your handsome face when i see you? 

 

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.

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 2^nd 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. :)

⇔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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