
I’ve been an avid fan of Marimar since its original version starring Thalia way back 1994. I remember myself seating on our couch, together with the rest of the family, at around 6:20 PM during those days, drooling over the TV; waiting for that familiar, angelic face to pop up in front of my eyes, accompanied by the most soothing song that makes my ears flap whenever I hear it. Yes, my childhood wouldn’t have been complete without Marimar.
Thirteen years after, here I am once again, an avid fan of Marimar – our own local version starring Marian Rivera. Honestly, I still feel the same sensation, and the only difference today is that I have to run [or should I say, fly, most of the time..] home just to catch the show. Yes, Marimar helps me in summing up a wonderful day.
Just this night, I realized something: I am really a fan, an avid fan – an addict.
I remembered the past weeks where I just held my pen on top of a piece of paper and drew the title of Marimar. Some of my friends find it as a joke, or an escape route from visiting dreamland; I thought of it like that, too – but not now.
I remembered the past few days where hell was about 6 feet above ground level and sleep was the last word on the dictionary. But this night was different; I have watched Marimar again after a series of absences on our couch. I have been dead tired a couple of days back – but not now.
Just this night, I confessed: I am really a fan, an avid fan – an addict.
Aww!
5 comments:
naalala ko itong drawing mo..hahaha...
marimar awww!!! hehehe
Haha..
Akalain mong itatatgo ko yan?
Wahaha..
XD
Aww!
;P
akalain mo nga.,.hahaha
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