martes, 15 de febrero de 2005

After reading this post, I left this comment on it:
"fuck, really, this is the fucking novel. forget any other ideas: this is it. fuck, Nocturne op 23 by Chopin plays on my iTunes now... and it's so fucking beautiful."
I thought I will want to remember this later on. I thought I will want to drop by this post some months later, accidentally, and read it, and feel what I feel now. Because when you blog, your feelings are kept intactly at every post for you to grab them later on. That's the thing most people ignore about blogging.

I just hope I will never have to cry before the words of my blog someday, the way I cry now when I think of Berkeley. Or maybe I hope I will cry.

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