After a week of just being in-love and doing in-love-type of things, me and my young boyfriend’s differences are starting to become obvious. It first started to bug me when I realized that he is a city boy who does not enjoy out-door activities to the extent that I do. Because of our non-existing budgets I had planed all kinds of activities that we can do free, in which we could indulge ourselves once we ran out of money from doing the really fun things.
To my great disappointment, and as planning is something I flatter myself in doing quite well (and with passionate energy), the presentation of these events were less than enthusiastically received by my boyfriend. I think he is starting to miss all that he talks for granted at home in Seoul – such as sticky rice, PC bangs and Korean computer keys. It is also obvious that he is still living at home with a caring mother. I am not saying it is his fault but I can’t help but thinking of a three year old who drops just whatever he has in his hand, when moving on to the next activity. Either there is just no thought about how that thing so randomly dropped will disappear at a later stage to avoid a complete future mess, or if it simply will magically just fly away. You know – stuff like socks, glasses, bowls, chopsticks, jeans and coke cans.
Anyway, I am lucky I have the power to influence him now at such an early stage [this is a joke-comment, don't take my words too seriously]. He is already putting things in to the dish washer. I try to see this as an experience to learn from for the both of us.
But, once again, back to the point. As he has not shown much interest for my grown up “granny activities” I will make it my mission to help him understand why I love what I love so much. How can anyone deny the beauty of nature once they open their eyes? One need to LEARN to see, smell, hear and appreciate beautiful things. One is not born with preferences. I don’t want to change the person he is, because he has a wonderful mind. I just hope I can enrich it a little through my own experiences.
