..sentimental intoxication..

My first entry,
sappy.corny.gushy.mushy.
perhaps a friend of mine would even say that this scribble is “cheesy.”
But what the heck… I miss scribbling.
Around 2pm just a while ago, I had a chance to have a little tattle with an old friend of mine…kuya vic. Well he’s some artist whose life has always been dedicated to literary stuffs – he’s an artist and a great good ol’ friend of mine.
I was trying to fix my friendster and multiply account just like what the rest of my friends does…
then this suddenly happened.
Kuya vic told me to check out his blog
and of course I did.
While exploring, I heard a music played (from the blog)…
then a voice uttering poems in bikol dialect captured my attention..
I paused for a while,
listened for a while
and unexpectedly a burst of good memories were streaming all over me..
I tried to keep it together,
I mean the burst of sensation and passion.
But while listening to the music playing and the poems uttered, someone like me can never contain the feeling…
Alone,
I burst into tears…
At the same time hoping that I can turn back the hands of time.
I’ve always been a fan of classical music, poems, and a cup of coffee with a friend.
These things I really miss…
Yes, you’ll say I’m cheesy…
Well I guess I really am and I’m glad I am.
For being cheesy, is a majestic quality..
for through this I am able to keep a lot of good memories.
So long for now,
I’m glad I am writing again.