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The Quintessence

QUEZON CITY PHILIPPINE

INSTITUTE OF RELIGION

Volume 1. Issue 7

Love. Love. Love.A Special Post-Valentine Edition



Table of Contents

I would like to thank YOU for reading ME. I hope that I actually

add even just a bit value in your lives. So far, people behind ME have been

successful in releasing 2-columned, 4-page letter size issues of ME ever since

the start of this academic year. (Hooray!) Despite that, I feel that there are

more stories to tell from the voices of our QCPIR students. Thus, I am

encouraging YOU to actually be a part of ME. The staff, as much as

possible, craves to make ME more value-adding, not only for them but

especially for YOU. And so because YOU love ME.. (yes! I assume YOU do

coz I’ll cry if YOU don’t.) :’(..I now present to YOU a special Valentine

edition!! I hope that YOU keep subscribing free copies of The

Quintessence! Watch out for surprises. Enjoy reading! Have fun. :)

With so much L-O-V-E,

The Quintessence

F O R E W O R D



ATTENTION!

THE MOST AWAITED

INSTITUTE DANCE BALL OF

THE YEAR!!!!

*Last day of

REGISTRATION will be on

Tuesday, 26 February.



Chesca Laguna

Is love found in chocolates and roses?

Is love found in angelic voices?Is love found in embraces and kisses?

Is love found in beautiful faces?

Is love written in the palm of our hands?Cause if it is, I don't understand

if love really is boundlessWhy are there still broken houses?

When the stars stop shiningand the fireworks fading

while the world keeps on turningthat you find love's true meaning

Love is both looking upward to the skyand seeing heaven in each other's eyes

cause love never ever let's you falllove is found when you give it your all

Isn't it about understandingwhen the world is raging?

Isn't it all about forgivingeven though you are bleeding?

When the stars stop shiningand the fireworks fading

while the world keeps on mockingthat you find love's true meaningwhen you find that special feeling

of a love that's never ending

this month means many things,

and one in particular,and that is the color pink.

at least, for me that color stands out,more than the red hearts,more than the shared chocolates,and the massacre of roses.

maybe becauseit makes me think of femininity,and shake your head if you must,but it does.

and femininity reminds meof the smiles that touched me,made me stand straighter,made me blush in embarrassment,made my heart beat faster.

it reminds me of childhood scenes,making paper hearts to give,but never giving away the ones i made...

it brings back the song "i wonder why"and sixth-grade never felt betterthan singing it while looking at her,and she glancing back with a... smile.

Pink Monthoren o R. Tabin III

it brings back the rush of names,and high school was a rush of wonder,but one in particular,the most wonderful name for a child inspired to take the poet's path.

college and the world shaped my words more keenly,with different faces, different smiles,different names...and different ways of losing the game.

and yet the color stays,neither fiery as the flames of red,neither pristine as the purity of white,but innocence and recklessness mingled and painted the glasses that i wear...and i wear them still.

and so i fix the bent frames, polish the cracked lenses,and carefully set them back before myeyes...

thus it always is,

this month, these days of pink promises...i weave... not paper hearts,but carnation couplets, still hoping, as i set them free,that one will find them...and find me.



naalala ko ang mga pangako natin sa isa't isa

ngayong pebrero na muli.

mabilis ang pagdating at pagpaalam ng panahon,

gaya ng mga dahon na nagpapatianod sa hangin,

isang biglang kaway,isang iglap ng kulay,

at alaala na lamang siya na malilimot ng isip.

hindi ko alam kung kailan nagsimula ang pangakong pagkikita,

ngunit tanda ko pa ang gulat ng biglaang pagsalubong ko sa iyo.

pebrero pala noon,paalala mo sa akin ng makailang ulit.

hindi ko inakala na kaytagal mo palang hinintay

na bigkasin ko ang mga inaasahan mong salita.

hindi ko rin sinabi sa iyo

na kaytagal kong hinintay na ikaw ay magtapos at maging paham

upang mabigkas ko ng walang agam-agam ang mga katagang walang kamatayan.

ngunit kinailangan kong pumailanlang at lakbayin ang karagatan.

ANG PANGAKONG PEBRERO

LORENZO R. TABIN III

at unti-unting nawalan ng kulay ng aking pangalan

ang mga bituin sa gabipara sa iyo.

pebrero dinnang mapagpasyahan mong pigtalin nang tuluyan

ang mga kwerdas ng awit sa ating pagitan.

kaya't ako ngayonay tila bituing nagpapatianod

sa kaylamig,kaytahimik,

na kalawakan.

UNSPOKEN LOVE

Jake

Everytime my heart has a wound that’s deep

I go to the corner and I start to weep

And when I try to resist the pain

It still feels like a never ending rain

The first time I laid my eyes on you

I thought it was a dream come true

And it feels so bad when you left

Because you stole my heart like theft

Now I’m lonely and full of dread

And now I wish that I am dead

This will hurt me really bad

And this poem makes me really sad



QNECT: DESCRIBE YOUR CRUSH or the ONE YOU LOVE.



A terrible headache hit me after my nerve-wracking straight seven hour exam in

my major subject. It's already 7pm in the evening and I found myself wonderingwhere to go. I feel like I don't really wanna go home yet so I started walkingaround the Acad oval.

I am craving for some peace and comfort. I want to certainly relax. Yes oh yes.Relax. I can think number of places where I can do that. I can get a body massageat my favorite spa. Or maybe I can just go stroll around the mall then eat in a nicedining place. Or since I have not much penny right now, I can just go somewhereand eat ice cream. Or this or that.. or.. Right. I looked at my watch again, 7:43pm.

Stopping at the exact place--in front of my college actually where I started walkingawhile ago--Haha! I didn't even realize I have walked 2.2 kms already thinkingwhere I want to go when at last. Bingo.

A maroon-roofed jeepney going to Katipunan stopped by and I quickly hopped in.I actually do not know why but a voice seemed to whisper in my ear telling me todo so. And so I did. I soon realized there's no other place where I can better relaxthan in the Institute. It's actually that late but I just wanted to sit inside and listen tosome music or maybe just read something or write in my journal.

As I enter the building, I quickly saw Kuya Arnold and I greeted him good evening.It seems like people are inside some rooms since there are classes ongoing. Anyway, Isat at the right corner. I got my headset and chose to listen to some EFY music. Iwas listening to "Have You Received His Image in Your Countenance?" while lettingmy eyes search around the lobby. I counted around four people hanging aroundtoo. I actually do not know their names. I am shy to talk to them. I opened myJansport bag, getting "Rich Dad, Poor Dad" book.. and so I read.

*********************************"Amen."The Old Testament class has just finished. Still feeling the sweet spirit because of what we have discussed, I decided not to go home yet. Instead, I sat at one of thecouches near the entrance to ponder. Yes! TO PONDER. Tomorrow is Wednesdayanyway and I have no class in school. It's quite weird that my table tenniscolleagues are not around already. I heard they went on a friend's debut. I do notknow who the sister is but I think they call her Carla. Thus, I have no playmate Ican't play table tennis.

As I look around, I saw a couple quietly talking to each other. I see they weredating. And at the table beside the water station, a young sister wearing a white

uniform is sitting--studying a thick book which I perceive to be a book of medicine--MAYBE. She seems like a nursing student.

Few minutes after, I look back at the entrance and see this familiar-looking sisterwho just greeted Kuya Arnold, our friendly Institute bodyguard who loves to playguitar. I got the scriptures in front of me, pretending to be very busy reading. Haha,didn't I just say that I am going to ponder for awhile?

Hey, do you mind me describing the familiar-looking sister for I just observed thatshe sat at the corner, almost in front of me. She is wearing a brown ruffled dress thatstretched around three inches below her knees. A ribbon is neatly clipped on her

wavy hair beside her right ear and I find it really cute.

Now, I told you she looks familiar but I actually do not know her. She suddenly putin her headset and opened a violet book. I dismissed my quiet observation since itseemed like she glanced at me for three seconds. I randomly turned the page of myquadruple and read the green marked verse: 1 Nephi 11:15. I smiled.. widely. Then, Ilooked back at her. She seemed to have fallen asleep. I found myself studying herheart-shaped face. She's got two closed eyes, a nose, and closed pink lips. I see shewears a gold young women medallion and it perfectly looks nice on her. I wasstaring at her medallion when she suddenly opened her eyes and I was caught off guard.

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I didn't realize I fell asleep until my sleeping consciousness woke up because of themusic. I opened my eyes and lo, a brother sitting at my left front is staring at me. So,I smiled but I covered my face with my book afterwards. I do not know how long Ihave fallen asleep and I do not know if he was staring at me for a long time.

I know this brother. I always see him play table tennis and he's actually very good.Aside from that, I do not know who he is. I looked at the wall clock hanging abovethe entrance door, ten to nine. That late???! Suddenly, people from the classroomsstarted to walk out.

So, I started fixing myself. I stood up. The brother flipped his scriptures, put it insidehis leather scripture bag and stood up too. I pursued the door when he suddenlyopened it for me. Or maybe for himself since he went out first not noticing me. Nota very gentleman guy. He suddenly vanished at my sight.

As I went out of the building towards the gate, I was shocked when a baritone voicespoke behind me. "Hi, Sister. I am Brother Kevin Elijah. You look very familiar."

[TO BE CONTINUED]

P.S. Hi! I hope you have enjoyed the first storyline. I do not know how long myimagination will go wild but I will do my best to create a nice Institute fiction story. Although characters in the story are the usual people you really see around

QCPIR. Haha.-Elikar

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