A place where no one suffers, no corruption, no deprivation and no dominion over others. What a wonderful life indeed, living in a world where everything is at peace, both the mind and soul.

We have been dreaming of this, an ideal society, an ideal government, state and country. Idealism is the thing that many of us including me, long and hope for. Your imagination could be different from mine. You may have different images of a better place for everyone. Some of us may think that perfection could never be achieved. Maybe yes, maybe not. However, we could at least strive to become one, perfect.

Young men and women often think of what is best for today and for the future. Sweet words come out from those great ideals. Upon this stage of their lives, they often wonder what things could be best done in a particular situation. But look at the reality. As soon as these people grow, they undergo some changes. They become stronger, wiser or otherwise. Slowly, they would later on wake up that they have changed in a deteriorating fashion much to their astonishment. A common trend nowadays is moral degeneration. Things change in a way that sometimes we don't anymore feel it is already happening to ourselves.

Before, you have high solid principles. You envision the future to be good or perhaps, better through your efforts. But what is happening to you now? As you hurdle each stage of your life, you started to wield power and authority. Along with this, you also began to feel your self worth and began valuing self-dignity. You won't any longer allow anybody to trample upon your rights. Then, you develop that ego which we regarded as the sweetest word that is the hardest to swallow. Unconsciously, we become the very people whom we hated the most. Because now, I can see the tendency of a man. As he becomes greater and powerful, he forgets his roots. He forgets where he came from completely disregarding the past. He soon realizes that he is slowly losing his own self.

What then is your perception of power? Why are we often blinded by its brilliance? You may have levitated too high already such that there's no more enough space for you to think soberly. You may have become great and popular but in the eyes of others, you are just a wasted life. Where are your ethics now? Were they overshadowed by your thirst and greed for power? Were they engulfed by the manipulating authority that you now have? I can feel it as a sorry decay. It is calling out loud for some miracle to wake you up from that nightmarish thing and make you realize once more the purpose of your life. You were enslaved by power which you find hard to resist in the long run. Instead of you in control, your power begins to control you. Eventually, you just wake up that you are already falling flat to the ground. Then, wrenching pain started to bite and you are ushered onto reality.

I seem too nostalgic, even tragic to some extent. But, this is reality. I have no intention to offend any party. The truth is, you could hardly find few who may be exempted from the predicaments I am talking about. Take a good look around us. Feel our society, feel its agony. I fervently hope that our hearts and minds will be enlightened.

For today's generation, men and women lay a promising future. Most of us want change. It should then start from within us. We should allow power and self-gratification to consume our character. This is a challenge for us. When our time comes to cross the bridge and assume command, may we not be mislead by the power's ugly side.

I am only one but still I am one. I cannot do everything but still I can do something. And because I cannot do everything, let me not refuse to do the something I can do." - Edward Hale (1822-1909)

It is like, the world would tell me "JIN! I MISS YOU!" Then the world would be in pain of missing me. But the world does not know how much I have lost. That I would have wanted to be there but I am here.That while I am here, I am in guilt missing what I have been wanting to be with. And I see how the world falls apart. - Jin Lee

Prayer for Jin

All Powerful Father,
You know him so much better than I do. You know his sickness and the burdens he carries. You also know his heart. Lord, I ask you to be with him now. Let Your will be done in his life. If there's a sin that needs to be confessed and forgiven, please help him to see his need and confess. I pray for him because Your Word says I should pray for his healing. I believe you hear this earnest prayer from my heart and that it is powerful because of your promise. I have faith in you to heal him, but I also trust in the plan you have for his life. I pray for him because I love him. Really. Truly. Lord, I don't always understand your ways, and why he has to suffer like this, but I trust you. Please tell him I'm sorry because I can't be with him and all I can do is to pray for his recovery. I ask that you look with mercy and grace toward him. Nourish his spirit and soul in this time and comfort him with Your presence. Let him know You are there with him through his difficulty. And may you be glorified in his life and also in mine. Amen.

The off-the-wall challenge

Have you ever imagined yourself being locked up in a public comfort room for 30 minutes with nothing but your food? You may say that this is an odd experience but just as I was obliged to do so, I have learned that this is an exciting pursuit. I felt shy and self-effacing as I entered the restroom with a sundae and fries on my hand and I hated how people stared at me. I have been in a state of you could say disgust and repulsion. I knew I could not stand eating my food if there was a putrid smell that assails my nose, so I have had to refrain myself from doing so or else, I would have vomited. I had stayed there for 25 minutes causing my sundae to melt and the fries to lose its spirit. To sit and to ogle at my food were the things I have planned but my sweat glands were so active and I felt them filling up my whole body. I was nervous to know that I have to use the toilet so I decided to leave that secluded spot like nothing happened ... :p

The last time I said "I Love You" to my mother

It has really been quite a long time since I harangued these words to my mother. Back when I was basically a big, innocent kid, was the time I was able to tell her. As far as I can still remember, 'twas my last day in Grade School and I was doomed to bid goodbye to the hallways of Saint Therese of Lisieux School. It was Commencement Day. It was Graduation Day.

I can barely see the rainbow emblazoning itself up in the sky as I delivered my Valedictory Address before my fellows. Lights, eyes, ears were set upon me that solemn time of the cocktail hour. "Mama, I love you." - This wasn't part of my self-made piece. The crowd just moved me, they urged me. I just felt I was able to enter their beings.

Mama caught my attention. I supposed she was listening to me but she had her head bowed down. I decided to pause in a moment of silence waiting for her 'til she hoisted her head up back. Mood swings. She was crying. No one can blame me for making her cry more by saying those words. She just went crying throughout my entire speech.

After that dramatic exposure on stage, I picked a flower from nowhere (apart from the ones arranged). I walked along to where mama was seated and handed her the little red flower. Since I am not a sweet kind, I did not push to comfort her or even offer my hanky. She unconsciously took the flower and continued doing her weeping business. Then I got back to my seat. I left her speechless.

I realized how tear-jerking that moment was. Tears just ran down my face, yet it felt so good to be telling a large assembly that I love my mom soooooooooooo much.

Jackpot

Everything seems to be fine. Everything is in a soft-pedal.

I was overburdened due to the raging heat of the sun. *heehaw*
It's not the sun's fault. It's Wight's. I don't want to explain though I also account for that.

Nobody could rationalize the sentimentality cropping me up forthwith. It just eventuated that things betide on its correct situation. I don't fathom that these gonna happen to me. Ugh, I sometimes feasibly cannot say NO to drama ........

W A R N I N G !Whirlingwobbles. They are contagious! Infectious.

Drifted. Away. To be continued ...

Cinnamon Roll

My Favorite Pastry

A cinnamon roll (also cinnamon bun and cinnamon swirl) consists of a rolled sheet of yeast dough onto which a cinnamon and sugar mixture (and raisins or chopped grapes in some cases) is sprinkled over a thin coat of butter. The dough is then rolled, cut into individual portions, and baked. Cinnamon rolls are frequently topped with icing (often confectioner's sugar based) or glazed of some sort.

Dough:

• 2 C whole milk
• 1/2 C vegetable oil
• 1/2 C sugar
• 1 package active dry yeast
• 4.5 C flour
• 1/2 heaping t baking powder
• 1/2 scant t baking soda
• 1/2 T salt

Filling:

• 1 C melted butter, plus more as needed
• 1/8 C ground cinnamon for sprinkling
• 1 C sugar, plus more as needed

Maple Icing:

• 1 pound powdered sugar
• 1/4 C whole milk
• 3 T butter, melted
• 1/8 C strongly brewed coffee
• Pinch of salt
• 1/2 T maple flavoring or maple extract

One of my baking dreams is to make my own. But I'll just eat in the meantime.

Day off

What's up in a Saturday morning? It's kind of funny to wake up just with my skivvies! Swimming was drooping. It had made me tired so when I went home last night, I just took my pants off and lazed down to bed just trying to make quite a bitty rest. And since I can perfectly define "pagod" .. I zonked out. -.-

As things go diddly, I just turn out like I don't know how to cut a pie. I have nothing to say apart from something breezed into my soundness while typing this part. My project in COMM100 Intro to Mass Media. It is a dashed crap. And it goes like this .....

This is the front page. Ms. Valera is our mentor. She tasked us to make a print medium showcasing a Christmas-New Year story and a rendition of how media and technology have changed how people celebrate these seasons, and I seemingly came up with this one. (:

hit-or-miss

Gulp. Tapping my desk. Biting my pen's cap. Who on earth cares? Eh sa tinatamad ako eh. Reflection papers are horridly sickening! I had not heard about making tons of paperworks such like these. Only about xeroxings (of notes and books). Majo ~ I used to call her "kambal" because of few other secret reasons. She precisely just told me something about her sister (who is in white ensemble everyday and has always a sanitizer in her bag). - Na lagi nga daw silang nagpapaxerox. Oh, 'yun na 'yon! =D

I beeped the merlats of my life asking them to wander tomorrow. Hindi pa kaya ako nagpapagupit. Ayoko ng malagong buhok. I don't go to salon alone. I want somebody I can talk to while I'm getting my hair done. Nakakapanis ng laway and I hate looking at my face for an hour. Eventually, si Dave lang ang nagreply. That's how Amber treat me. He/She was the controller and still is. Peace! :p

Quarter to 9 .. As of this moment, everything is void. Mulling over what story I would give rise to. I said my vacation's dull. Nothing's special. Bahala na. Hope I enjoy my last day .. to the fullest! (: of course with the extraordinary creatures I have mentioned. Twenty Seven hours left, estudyante na ulit ako ...

The Dumps. Blue Devils. Cheerlessness.

What a title ....

Ha! It is now year 2010 and it's not booming. Still finding the reason why I'm having mood swings recently. Ewan ko ba, hindi na ako kasing cheerful tulad ng dati tuwing Pasko't Bagong Taon. I don't want to think that it's because I haven't got to receive desirable presents I jotted down into my wishlist. Oh 'di ba? Pang she-devil . Pero hindi rin naman yun. This feeling differs and questionable as well. Bitin ba 'ko sa bakasyon? Am I just missing my friends? Dagdag pa 'tong Boys Over Flowers which I'm super affected of. hahaha! XD Joke ba 'yun? I won't tell tales na. Redundant.

Each man hides a secret pain. Eh bakit pati sa akin sinisikreto din? Akin 'yun eh! *sigh .. I'm really clueless. Maybe because I don't believe it has to be reckoned nor exposed. I would just want to share it to someone who'd understand me and hopefully gain strength from that sharing. How I wish.