Love-Hate

When I was younger, Winter used to be my favourite season because:

1) It made me look forward to Christmas,
2) It made me look forward to my birthday,
3) Snow days meant NO SCHOOL!
4) I loved making snow angels and snowmen : )
5) Snow made everything look pretty.

However, over the years, I've come to dislike snow and Winter altogether. What had once looked beautiful to me, now looks bleak and depressing. When did this change in perception occur?

I remember taking this photo in the Winter of 2006-07. It was the beginning of the first snow storm of that year, and for some reason, I wanted to capture the moment. I can't imagine taking selfies outside in the snow at this moment in time. I can't stand the cold anymore and besides, my dad took my camera to Panama City.

I cannot express how jealous I am of my parents right now. They're basking in the sun, enjoying 30^o+ weather with their closest friends. I wish I could be doing that right now, but unfortunately, I have midterms to write. Sigh.


School is just awesome, isn't it?
(I'm being sarcastic)

Anyway, there's so much that I don't like about Winter, it's not even funny. I don't know how it's possible to love something so much and then downright hate it afterwards. Where is the love?

I can't wait until Summer.

Stressed backwards is Desserts

I just binged on brownies.
Yes, brownies.

Ah, they were moist and chocolatey -- but not too sweet -- made with real milk chocolate chunks for some extra texture. Drool.

Why must I have a sweet tooth?



So that I can enjoy these suckers. Mmm.

Lately, I've been in the baking mood. Maybe it's because of Valentine's Day or because it's Reading Week and I have nothing else to do than to indulge and satisfy my cravings. It's probably the latter.



I baked these for my Valentine. I wish I could've iced the cupcakes much better. I need to start making my own icing. I guess I'll start next time, and I always tell myself that.

Anyway, I've realized that Valentine's causes unnecessary stress for men. It's just another day. No need to whip out your wallet and buy Tiffany & Co's or LV bags for your girlfriend. There are 364 other days to do that (lol). I think I'd be even happier if I received flowers, chocolates, or anything else on a random day like March 2nd, rather than having expectations to receive something on February 14th because it's a so-called holiday.



But, then again, flowers are always nice : )

Addicted to Your Love

After being an avid reader of romance novels and films, I've become quite the hopeless romantic. I often dream about finding true love like Leo and Kate in Titanic (except for death being involved) and the passion that they share.

As farfetched as I sound, I believe that true love exists.

You may disagree with me, especially if you're a cynic when it comes to love, but I'm going to continue to dream, believe, and pray that the day will come when I find it.

I'm not saying that I believe in love at first sight, nor am I saying that other types of love are not "true." I'm just saying that I want to experience a love that lasts for a lifetime, one that doesn't burn out, and has no compromises; a love like my Father's, unchanging and steadfast.

To clarify myself, I'm not in love. In fact, I've never really been in love. I'm still trying to fathom the fact that someone could even love me. I think once I truly understand God's love for me, I'll be able to experience love like never before.

... for He is love.