Somehow, I can't seem to envision myself writing about something that makes me sad. I write about those that make me happy and those that make me mad. But when sadness hits, I just can't write anymore. I don't know if its because I am conscious that there are people who visit my blog other than myself, or if its simply because, even in real life, I have a tendency to not show my sadness to people. Not even those close to me. I'd rather be sunget Jen or kulet Jen rather than Jen Lungkot. Such is the case for the past few days. I was running out of things to talk about and there was this thing bothering me, but I simply did not have the guts to write anything about it. It's just not something that I want to remember. I know that if I write about it, I'll be able to go back to it. It might just happen that reading about it would make me sad. And I don't want that. As much as possible, I want my memories to all be happy ones. No matter how hypocritical that might be, I just don't want something so negative to be written, on paper or anywhere else.

DA GANDA blogged @ 2/12/2003 08:49:00 PM