This is not a book review.
This is a confession. A confession of a shopaholic.
Well, I really don't know if i should be called a
"shopaholic". But then, I digress, if I cannot be called as a
shopaholic, then what am I? Nevertheless, let me tell you my tale.
Ever since my boyfriend and I broke up, I have some extra
money left. Though it's not that much. (Back then, that money was used for our
every weekend dates. lol) So now, every time I go to a mall, I always, always
bring out my ATM card (I always deposit my savings :D) and pay via BPI.
Haaiist. CAll it impulse buying if you may, but I just really can't stop myself
from buying... especially when I read these 4 dreadful letters: S-A-L-E.
So a while ago, my mom and I went to the mall to bring her
laptop to claim its warranty services. Since it'll take time, my mom decided to
go home and asked me to stay behind and wait. While waiting, I roam around and
found myself at the department store. Without any further ado, I just noticed
myself buying a pair of sandals and a tee. -_- Not only that. I also went to
the grocery store and buy all those luxury toiletries I just bought. Not to
mention I also bought an earring, necklace, anklet and a ring today.
It's not too much. Isn't it? Usually, "shopaholics"
spend around more than a few thousands in just a single purchase. But I just
spent around P1,300. Still, that's not the point. The point here is instead of
saving, I always end up saving.
And frankly speaking, I'm scared. If this is how it's going
to be... then I might not achieve what I want to achieve in the future. I will
just be stuck in the middle of waiting and wanting, but in reality, there's no
progress and the cycle repeats until I'm old and grey: saving a little,
spending too much.
