. p a s t .

a minute ago, i was cleaning up my msn space page.

i wanted to delete the stupid pics and blog posts there dat seemed to me like they were from a million years ago.

i deleted all the albums, but when i got to the blog part, i found myself hesitating.

i guess i didn't want to delete the posts, no matter how dated they seemed becoz they were a part of me. they were a part of my soul dat i had poured out to others.

reading my old feelings made me feel saddened.

and dat made me notice how i missed the sadness.

i have just realized,

being sad made me happy.