Leihani! Leihani!

the warmth from the cold that has caused my unrest Can I savor the darkness of your shadow left behind? Through stormy nights I hide under the blankets of your mem'ries Forcing myself into this masquerade Leihani, the music of an existence so dear A heartful melody no musician can alter The endless song that silences my failing As I break at the thought of iminent depriving Leihani, a portrait so immeasurably fair On the stretch of her canvas no scholar of art would compare The intricate colors that give life to her figure Will it embellish the dull that has swallowed me? Leihan! Leihani! through these few verses, did you see? How weary have I become in restating my plea But this is the truth and 'til forever it is so My love for you's endless but for my sake, I'll let go

Congratulations!! [kuhn-grach-uh-ley-shuhn or, often, -graj-, kuhng-] -an expression of joy in the success or good fortune of another. Source: http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/congratulation -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Mao nay kasagarang nadunggan nako sa mga tawo nga matagbo nako man gud. Kahibaw naman gud sila nga pasar ko sa NLE. Mao to, naka huna-huna hinuon ko anang word-a ba. Unsa pa kaha ang uban pang mga butang nga angay i-congrats? Tan-awon daw nato: Graduate sa prep? Check Graduate sa elementary? Check Pasar sa finals? Check Pasar sa licensure exam? Check Valedictorian? Check Honorable mention? Check Cum laude? Check Suma cum laude? Check 1st place sa quiz bee? Check

1st place sa intrams? Check 3rd place sa debate? Naa bay 3rd place sa debate? Best debater? Check !st place sa declamation? Kasal? Check? Bag-ong trabaho? Check Best drawing sa daycare center? Check

Mao gani ang definition kay Expression of joy in the SUCCESS and good fortune of another Unsa? Success? Broad man unta nang term-a na diba? Nganu man be, ang kasagaran natong pag sabot sa succes kay nasa FINANCIAL ug ACADEMIC nga setting ra???? KAsagaran nato, hilig mangutana ug: 1. unsay nahumanan niya? (para tan-awon ba ug propesyonal ba, college graduate, or unsa ba) 2. Asa siya ga puyo? / taga-dis-a na siya? (para tan-awon ang lugar ug pang dato ba or para maka kita sa balay ug dagko ba 3. 4. 5. Naa ba silay sakyanan? Unsay nahumanan sa iyang ginikanan? (awa ra gud? Gi apil pa ag ginikanan!) Unsay negosyo sa ilang pamilya?

6. unsay model ang iyang cellphone? 7. naa ba silay computer? (dah, murag palabi napod na) 8. Dili na ko ka enumerate pa.....kapoy huna-huna

Or, ug dili ta mangutana, mang himantay ta ug: 1. Cellphone 2. Ininglesan or inistoryahan ug inilehente ba or di 3. Mga lihok especially ang nilakwan 4. ang pag suot ug sinina ug branded ban a or, mga cheap lang 5. ETC --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ngani ha..

Kung ako, wa ko kahuman ug eskwela, naka negosyo kog, let s say, ginagmay ra gud. Unya, kontento ko sa akong kinabuhi, maka pakaon ko sa akong pamilya ug katulo sa usa ka adlaw. Unsay tawag ana? Failure?? Kay Dyutay rag sweldo unya wa kahuman ug eskwela? Padayon ta Kung ako, naka human kog college, daghan kayo kog kwarta, dagko kayo ug balay, unya sige ra kog gasto para sa akong bisyo to the point na dili na nako ma support akong pamilya, to the point na maguba na akong pamilya kay, butang ta, namadje ko? Unsa na? successful? Kay, daghag kwarta? Secure? Kay daghag kwarta? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Dili nato ma-blame ang mga taw kung All about money, and academics ang dagan sa ilang utok ron. Tungod ana, na twist na hinuon ang ilang pagtan-aw sa success. Lisod naman pod ag panahon ron diba? Busy or preoccupied man gud sila sa pag satisfy sa basic needs .....MAslow's ba Well, ang punto ra nako , is not to view success in its financial and academic side. Lage, tinuod lage nga successful sila pero dili lang gud nato i close atong mind ana. "There's gotta be more to life than chasing every temporary high to satisfy me" - Stacie Orrico (kalimot ko sa spelling)

bisag mangutana mo: "Will, ug ingana imong gi huna-huna, unsa diay ang success para nimo?" Kung ana ra ta mo-measure ug success sa mga butang nga makita , example:mga kursong nahumanan, mga licensure exams nga napasran, ang kadako sa sweldo, ang kadako sa balay... Dapat ichange nato atong pagka superficial. Ang success para nako kay: Igo ra gud i-realize nga temporary ra gud ni tanan. Unya, kita ra gud maka hibaw ug unsaun nato ning kinabuhi nato. Of course, with the Creator's guidance. (Take note, I believe in GOD) You don't need "How-to-be-successful" media to be successful, just a few advices (e.g. from parents), constant prayer, your God-given mind and most of all, contentment.

Just a thought..

THE PEN (introduction) Sitting in class and flying through my thoughts, I happen to chance upon the idea of this ballpoint pen that I am currently using. It looks so ordinary and commonplace on first judgment. But as we look through history, I am pretty sure that pens were used under the influence of great minds to constantly change the direction of humanity's understanding about politics, society, and existence in general. Without a readily available pen, the communist manifesto would still be lingering around Karl Marx head as his unwritten idea, the theory of relativity is yet to be discovered, St. Exaupery's literary and philosophical genius in the Little Prince are unknown and of course, I am unable to write this, should I say, article. THE PEN (and how I find it useful) As a young adult and an amateur writer and musician, the value of a pen for me is, well, priceless. The advent of technology is no excuse for me to put the pen aside because of its versatility and availability in places where there are no computers or even enough electricity. THE PEN(and the mind) (We should understand that like a human being, the pen needs a partner to be able to influence surrounding people: .......MY mind.) There was a time when my instructor approached me and expressed her concern because I have failed two consecutive quizzes in her subject. I told her that my mind is incapable of memorizing large amounts of "unmemorizable crap". She in turn replied, "Don't memorize, just WRITE what you KNOW ". It was then that I realized that the mind and the pen are an unstoppable pair if used properly. That is why, the next time I study, I only understand the whole spectrum of the topic, not the little fragments of information. How I wish people would view life like that. The pen will always have the mind as a partner. The mind controls pen's action. It is through the pen where the mind shows its true potential may it be through art, literature,music, political ideologies, science, philosophy or even nursing (four colored pen). That is why, it is always a virtue to think before acting. THE PEN (and the heart) The pen also plays a role on the emotional aspect of my existence. Being the hard-headed and unpredictable son, I have written quite a few "sorry" letters to my mother (and I may write a few more in the future). I have also written a few love letters and poems to women whom I have admired only to be thanked upon or rejected. THE PEN (Life and Death) This seemingly ordinary piece of writing equipment is also instrumental in my student life as well. During my experiences as a student nurse, I noticed that a pen is always used when writing down the name of a newborn baby and in writing the death certificate. Death, yes, never quite understood it until I lost a great friend during the late days of last year. It may not be a good topic to write about but here is fact: Just like how we are born into this world, we are, whether we like it or not, "falling in line" towards our death. It is not easy to positively deal with such an inevitable and uncertain fate. The hardest part of dealing with death is, of course, the uncertainty about what it is like "on the other side". But we should not fear because through death, we will be able to know the truth and understand about existence. Death is the ultimate culmination!!! How I wish I still have my pen and paper at that time.

And Finally, the pen, whether it is a Parker, a Stabilo, an Apache or anything as long as it writes, is just like our life. It would not last forever. Sometimes, the pen will be lost, will be destroyed or will even run out of ink. Yes, running out of ink makes the pen very useless. That is why, existentially(if you allow me to use that word) speaking, we should make the most of our ink, the usefulness that is in our LIVING body before we will be cold and useless. ABOUT KNOWLDEDGE and WISDOM and how we should think The quest for more wisdom and knowledge in this world is definitely a chasing after the wind. Being able to excel in disciplines that only promote intellectual well-being is just useless. What is the difference between a properly educated man and a poorly educated man? Well, it depends on how you view the word "difference". If you mean, "earthly/temporary" difference then we will be able to enumerate, perhaps, a million differences that we can observe between our subjects. But, when you mean, TRUE difference, then we will see none. Why? Both wise and foolish men will succumb to their own deaths when their time comes.. So, what's the point of everything written above? Well, there is no point. Just live your life the way that suites you best as long as you gain inner happiness and contentment. Let us make everything worthwhile against the fact that everything is temporary. Ladies and Gentlemen, the Ballpoint pen

Close my eyes, this lonely night Under the canopies of lesser light Bound in the tangle of thick ning worry I savored a thought, a thought of Leihani

Leihani the monster,that breaths my self-pity Through many a night in this lonely lair Deepening tears that I ve shed, it s her worth With narrowing breakdowns of sudden despair

Leihani the rose, her fragrance so meek Embellish her being with stubbornly care I offered love, she gave hardly a glance As I hurt myself from her fickle romance

Leihani the shadow, of distant, a past The thorn on my side that had me aghast Oh tremble and woe! Ease my unthriving As I gently feel my failures subsiding

Forever abound in this thick ning worry Forever smitten by my only Leihani As I close my eyes, through this lonely night Under the canopies of lesser light copyright.KWDP.2010

Too Feeble! my toil, smothered in sorrow Trudging through futile barrens of scorn Bereft of delight, from death I borrow Longing for anguish to have my soul torn Gloom of your sun, suppress my existence The thought of your love shall never be mine a glimpse of my own, undying persistence your heart s still with him, that pitiful swine Weakened? Yes weakened! I hoped for my end Loathe my being of unending defeat This pleasant and quaint, white casket, my friend Entomb my disgust, its raging deceit Cry out to the gods, has my comfort gone? Comfort is sought when this life s all done (copyright.2010.KWDP)

Come forth my dear, my guiding star, don't leave The sweetness from your heaven shall I seek? If fate'll decline my subtle heart, I grieve My soul devoured, this mind has now grown weak

To live in love like love desires your heart I remain entangled in your deity This precious union, we will not depart It shall wither, ensnared in your beauty Alas, our names etched on our tree wears on Whisper your bidding, I quiver alone Your dashing and brave, fair suitors they've won Defeated and certain, this heart of cold stone Lest I conform to your suitors' romance To give up this life to hold you in dance

Foreword: It is not my fault if there are any grammar or spelling errors. I could have the pleasure to edit things out but I believe that the original piece is always the best piece.

THE LIBRARY

Ziehl Orre is always found near the Philosophy Section of the college library usually reading Nietzsche, Machiavelli or Marx. Although he wouldn't tell me the nature of his belief when it comes to religion, it is quite clear that Ziehl is either an agnostic or an atheist. But his unorthodox beliefs would never stop me from befriending this seemingly unique piece of existence embodied in a form in possession of pure not-from-school intellect. It has been four weeks since we last talked (I wasn't able to contact him because my jealous boyfriend came for a visit). And I am more than excited to meet Ziehl in the library again. The walk to the library was very satisfying for the staircases that connect the cafeteria on the ground floor to the upper library floor provided me a venue for a short but healthy exercise. I even had the insolence of greeting my ex boyfriends, who in turn, greeted me back with much interest. As usual, Ziehl was sitting in the Philosophy section. He seemed to have lost weight and his facial expressions looked as if his recent lifestyle was rather unhealthy. But his aura was still of infinite intellect and his composure was still of infinite poise. He had a book in hand, but he was not reading it. Instead, he was staring blankly at the wall while talking to himself. I have already grown accustomed to these mannerisms of his and it was always at a time of intense intellectual action that he would manifest such, sort of, shameful activity. I held his hand and signaled him to keep quiet. "Ah! Chauncy!" he said, quickly taking off his hand from mine. "Just as I expected" and he motioned me to sit down. "Was it coffee? or tea? I'm pretty sure it's coffee" "What coffee?" I replied, astonished. "You came from the cafeteria . . . You must have had something . . And it's coffee, I believe" "How do you know?" I asked again, puzzled but expecting a very brilliant answer. "I just guessed" he said flatly while taking out a coffee-stained handkerchief. Oh, it s not you!! I shouted while trying to squeeze his arm. I recalled a curious incident in the cafeteria earlier that day. A random student accidentally spilled a portion of his coffee into my hand and he used his handkerchief to wipe it off while apologizing to me. And there, that careless student was really Ziehl! Who was always good in blending in with the crowd. Ziehl just smiled and said, It's a shame that you didn't even try to observe the facial features of the person that

wiped your hand"

I got annoyed. But this annoyance was not pure annoyance. It was an annoyance with a flavor because I have always admired Ziehl s cunning so much. "Shall we get down to business?" Ziehl suggested I agreed and he suddenly opened his back pack. After seeing through his books and papers, he took out a piece of paper and he gave it to me. "Read it" he instructed It was all about the Dorm thefts that happened last night. It read: About P100,000 worth of tuition fee money and jewelry was stolen from 5 boarders in the Dorm grounds. The motive was obviously pure thievery but there is no obvious suspect. The Police now on the case Meet me later near the entrance to the Dorm grounds, and we shall discuss this. We will be meeting with 3 of the victims, that is why I want you to come along. I am not good in talking with women he said, when I finished reading. And you re trying to be a detective again? I said, trying to ridicule him. Are you serious about this? Academic work is boring, I want to have good use of my mind was his only reply He stood up and went straight to the door. I was about to leave when I noticed that he left his slinged pouch on his seat. Curious and excited, for I have always wanted to embarrass Ziehl for fun, I opened the pouch and found something rather surprising. It was an inhaler. I never knew that Ziehl was asthmatic.

THE DORM GROUNDS Ziehl was thankful when he received his slinged pouch. I am certain that you already know my weakness he said, while struggling through the muddy pathway that was a shortcut to the Dorm grounds. Last night s rain was very hard, I m sure we ll find a clue in the wet soil around the scene It was a rather long walk as we trudged along the Dorm bungalows which are especially made for very rich students in the College.

There they are he said, pointing to three people sitting at a bench. Ziehl introduced me in front of the three girls. And while we were sitting, those three girls introduced themselves. One girl, who introduced herself as Annali Borigi was a beautiful, intelligent and a charming lady. She had a face that every man would want and her composure was very powerful. She had a habit of smoking and her recent position as a top dean s lister made her reputation iconic. She was also impatient and rude at times.

The second girl was Leihani Panoleni, who was also called Lei. She was a complete opposite to Annali because she was simple and demure. Her fashion was the utter simplicity of a blouse, pants and slippers. I even noticed Ziehl expressing a keen interest on her which was evident on how Ziehl looked at her. The third one was Jannea Lynn, who is rather boyish and quiet. So, the three of you, including Mary and Lizzelle, you live in one dorm building? Ziehl asked Yes Annali replied How did it happened last night? asked Ziehl with the most interested face. All of us heard nothing, not even the slightest noise or intrusion. And in the morning, we noticed that the lock of the back door was picked and our money and our valuables were gone All of it. Do you suspect anyone?..Maybe anyone of your dorm mates? Ziehl suggested. Me and my Dorm mates have been bestfriends since elementary, all five of us. We trust each other. And if they would steal from us, they could ve done it during the Prelims when we had much money. We don t suspect each other for stealing, really said Annali And suddenly, Leihani, or Lei said, There is evidence of forced entry Mr. Orre, how could you suspect one of us, our best friends, to have committed the crime? And you don t seem to notice that all five of us are at a loss here I was surprised at her sudden entrance to the conversation. It was very evident that she was insulted for she eyed Ziehl very strongly. Ziehl, in turn, withdrew from his interrogating self and smiled. Very good reasoning remarked Ziehl. It appears that I have no need to question you guys further. Would you allow me to examine the premises? As you wish Mr. Orre she willing said. Then the three girls left for class.

Ziehl examined the scene while the police were taking their lunch on another nearby bench. It was in this order: 1. 2. 3. 4. At the backyard, Ziehl examined the ground and the terrain At the backdoor, he examined the rug and the surrounding premises Inside the house, he examined the floor leading to the rooms He went to the backdoor again and examined its locking mechanism.

It was very weird when Ziehl never even thought of examining the cabinets where the stolen goods where placed before it was stolen. And the only room he went into was Leihani s and he came out, holding a fountain pen in his hand. And when he was done examining, he motioned me to go outside. I am going to the student s affairs office he said, walking swiftly to the exit gate. I asked him if I could help him in anyway but he just told me to get Leihani s cell phone number and send it to him before the day ends.

"CASE CLOSED?" The next day, Ziehl told me to hide in his closet and witness everything. The suspect is coming into my room Ziehl said, I invited HER At that instant, there was a knock at the door, Quick Chauncy, before you get caught, hide and listen Okay? I agreed and I hid behind Ziehl s clothes peering through a small hole in his closet. When Ziehl opened the door, there was a shock running through me, it was Leihani! I believe you left your pen in the library yesterday Ziehl said, Oh yes! My pen, thanks I always forget stuff she said giggling

Where did you hide the money that you have stolen from your Dorm mates? Ziehl then calmly asked. The giggle from Leihani s face stopped and it soon froze into an unimaginable horror. How did you know? she said, trembling, and knowing that denying would even send her to more shame. I did everything to cover my tracks Let me explain to you Ziehl said, looking through the window and indirectly admiring Leihani s courage in accepting her wrong. When I examined the backyard, I noticed that there were no foot marks that lead into and out from the house. I examined the floor of the house if there are any mud stains to confirm that an intruder from the outside had entered there were none. And there was even a mention that the lock from the backdoor was picked I examined the lock and it appeared to be okay, there were no abrasions of any kind in the metalwork All that evidence seems to point to the fact that the thief was from the inside. I also engaged myself in looking at yours and your dorm mates schedule at the student s affairs office, I noticed that your schedule was unique from your dorm mates since you have the vacant time while all of your dorm mates are in class, thus giving you ample time to browse on their rooms and plan for the theft. And as for the stolen money, you deposited it in a bank not far from here for I have followed you yesterday morning, before I met with Chauncy in the library. And because of your anxiety for committing the theft, you left your inhaler at the bank. And with that, he raised the inhaler. Now that I had explained my part, said he, Now explain yours Leihani came close to Ziehl and said, I made it too easy for you Ziehl Ziehl became surprised. What do you mean? I am planning to runaway to runaway from my family, and friends To see the world! And with that, I need to have money and someone who could be with me That is why I stole my friends money and suggested them to contact YOU for this investigation. I have always longed for this moment now Ziehl, please..Come with me.. From the look in your eyes, I can see that you admire me But my admiration for you is more than you can ever imagine..Please Ziehl Let s go, we can go together Ziehl became flattered at this form of admiration but still he was impervious.

I m afraid I can t go with you, I have to report you to the police first was his only reply. No Ziehl, . . . If you tell the police, then all my plans will be ruined she said. I have planned this already since first year Then take a glass and help yourself with some orange juice Ziehl replied while taking out a bottle from the refrigerator. Then I will tell you my idea They sat and talked. I wasn t able to make out their words but I was pretty sure of something. They were both happy And after a while, Leihani left the room and Ziehl took out his violin and played a sad, slow, melody. You can come out now Chauncy Ziehl said, while playing "Ms. Leihani Panoleni is quite the girl..don't you think?" And on his table, was Leihani's picture.