Saturday, September 25, 2010
Saturday Love - 念旧
Though I have never explicitly ask her, or in fact anyone else, about the reason behind keeping those stuffs after the end of each relationship,.. I believe it's for some sort of keepsake and memory aid thing right? But.. honestly, what for? I don't particularly love recalling about my past dates, and relationships. Which explains why I don't keep any of those stuffs with me. Aren't we suppose to be always looking forward, and not live in the past? Won't it be like picking on a scab? I always believe that, if certain past emotions, or feeling is meant to be remembered, you will remember it; There's absolutely no need to be reminded. Either you remember the hurt the person caused you during the breakup, or how wrong you were to end that relationship. Or, how happy you were at that relationship compared to the current. In my opinion, there is absolutely no need to be reminded about those stuffs as you will start comparing. But, don't we all know that love should not be compared. So, bottom line. No need for momento thingie for keep sake. Put them in the trashcan. There should only be one regret max (and that is when the object hit the pit of the trashcan). And never to be reminded again. (Damn, I think I sound heartless.)
It is quite (in fact, very) uncomfortable to know that my boyfriend has stuffs from his previous relationships, and is holding onto them for keepsake. I mean, it is necessary? But then again, is it necessary for me to have him dispose them away? I don't know.
I believe there is a clash of culture and/or attitude towards life. I bet mummy doesn't keep ANY stuffs from her past relationships,.. hmm, I might be too quick to say. Ugh. But I have to say that, reminiscing about the past is fairly common. Otherwise there wouldn't be this word 念旧 alr. Right?..
Sigh, I'm just different.. I just hate to re-access my past relationships. And I just hate it that Mr Salty might be comparing, or re-living the happy moments and what-nots in his mind,.. despite his umpteen times of reassurance.
(P.s. pardon me if there's grammer error or funny sentence structure error. Can't really read what I typed while typing on the iPhone. Screen is too small..)