so much to tell you

When a lot is happening offline, I lack the time and energy to post online. There have been countless times that I've logged on, putting fingers to keys, ready for a mental spill but ended up drawing blanks. A million thoughts race in different directions, yet I fail to type because I'm afraid of blog indigestion. I avoid ‘messy’ blogs with unstructured sentences, mixed tones, and unnecessary reports on daily activities like brushing one's teeth. It's just not my style. 

I put time and effort into my writing to ensure substance in my entries. I strive to write constructively and eloquently. I don't write for the sake of writing, and I don't expect you to read for the sake of reading.

So, until I muster up some brainpower to compose a decent entry, this page will remain empty because quality is more important than quantity in my book.

love conquers all

It's painful to say 'I love you' and not hear it said back. That's why I lied to my ex-boyfriends and replied, "Me too." In hindsight, those were just words. Words that made people happy. I loved making people happy. I wonder if they'd be angry at me now if they found out that I lied? Or maybe appreciative of the gesture? The male ego is a fragile and delicate thing. Maybe I did love them, to an extent.

The older I get, the more I understand love. No power or force on earth can be stronger than love. And God's love is the greatest love of all. Through His love, we obtained salvation. "God demonstrates His own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us." - Romans 5:8