以下節錄自P的手記（P，希望你不要介意），是真人真事．
近日有朋友從美國回港度假, 同行的還有他十七歲的兒子。這位年青人高高瘦瘦，五官端正，不能說他很有睇頭，但亦絕非樣衰一族。
話說有一天這年青人跟他爸爸坐巴士上街，因為沒有兩個人的空位，所以兩父子便分開坐。 坐在年青人旁邊的，是一位十五、六歲的女孩。據說整程車也沒有異樣，但是當女孩下車時，她忽然將一張小紙條拋給這位年青人。紙條上寫的是『你有女朋友未？這是我的email xxxxxxx』
有膽色！到底時下年輕人的戀愛觀是不一樣的了．雖然有點令人擔心，但坦白說也擔心不來．時移世易，他們所想所作的，自然與我們的那個年代大大不同了．
那天翻抽屜找做手工的材料時，找到了陳年的日記本，忍不住翻開了其中一本，看了十數頁，馬上後悔，見鬼似的火速把它合起來放回原處，甚至萌起要把所有日記銷毀的打算．那本日記本的年份是九零年，假如是釀酒的話，這仍未是成熟得可以開封的年份，看在眼裡充滿青澀．那年頭的我是多麼的幼稚與自我，每一句話所用的都是肯定的語調，非常可笑．也許到我再年長一點，回首往事會為那份天真報以一笑，但現在我只覺得尷尬莫名．
朋友建議我把日記一一封印（要加結界嗎？真是漫畫迷的術語），說丟掉了日後難免後悔…我不知道，也許吧！
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hahahah.... I did throw away a couple of my diaries! I can't bear to re-read them and to be honest, never feel the need to revisit those 15-20 years old period. I was young and stupid with dodgy clothes... I remember thinking my fondest memories are my primary school years and my 20s/30s! Teenage years is tough.
不錯，還是把它們丟掉了好，實在是太恐佈了。
And you're so right. I must have thought the world evolved around me at those times... very self-centred and those "I'm sad because sad is cool" sentiments made me blushed with embarassement... :P
太貼切了，十多廿歲時的自己真的很難頂呀！所以想深一層，也難怪家姐常說我難頂．最難頂的是，我想我那時真的會覺得自己很特別，或是自己很不幸...
其實從來沒有發生什麼事呀！真是「老土到震」．
這些日記真的沒有保留價值，半點也沒有．把書櫃的位置空出來，多放兩本手工書還實際點．
日記是寫在紙上的，確是可以丟棄，但記在腦海裡的呢？能夠丟掉嗎？
若妳已明白過去的妳，日記上的記載只是昨日的妳啊，當再看時，無論苦甜，也只是回憶，也只是人生旅程的一點．
我記得一首歌，叫MEMORY，很鍾意這歌．希望妳都喜歡．
Memory
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory, she is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves, collected my fee
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days, it was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life, and I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory, too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days, the stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies, another night is over, another day is dawning
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me, all alone with the memory of my day in the sun
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day, has begun
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days, it was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
腦海中的記憶，有時候以為是丟了，仔細看過才發覺不，但腦海的記憶總是模糊的，像患了大近視。
有時候我會想，看得太清楚實在令人難受。
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