It bothers me to know that I have neglected writing here when writing is my first love, my one true love as someone calls it. :P In the first place, writing has been a part of me ever since elementary days. It accompanied me in my darkest times…
I started writing poems about my crush :P He’s name was Charlito and he was one of the “cool” classmates of my sister Marianne. His eyes are really captivating that you will end up staring at it the whole time you see him at a distance. I remember putting the word “tantalizing eyes” with much gusto. It was a horrible poem since I did it the way old people does it: rhyming words (laughs). Then I would stick it on the corner of the bleachers and let it rot. Ahh, memories… It was the start of my senseless voicing out of thoughts.
One of the things that I enjoyed doing in my social networking site was the part where I can write. And then finally, in my first year in college, I decided to have my own account in blogspot. It was a mutual decision of my heart and my mind. Although there are times that I get tired at school activities, all the things that bothers me are all in here. All the enjoyments life brought me are said here. And all the things that made me cry with pain are well kept here.
This is my passion. Even though I am not a good writer, I still wish to write and read what others have to say about me and their lives as well. I miss this. And I miss your litany of thoughts in your respective realms of words. :)