Saturday, November 01, 2003

Yo!

My exams start on the 15th but im not in the panic mood yet. i just went shopping in town alone after meeting up with my project group today..bought myself a diesel bag and a future state skirt and about 300g of famous amos cookies (which my stupid bro wolfed down in the 5 minutes i wasn't guarding them). Retail therapy? Hmm....

Speaking of retail therapy, i really wonder, who the hell REALLY engages in REAL retail therapy? I mean, im on friendster and i see alot of girls list retail therapy as one of the favourite things they like to do. I mean, do they really KNOW what they are talking about???

To believe in retail therapy (let's call it RT for convenience sake ok?) is one thing, to engage in shopping and consumption as a form of therapy is another. I mean, let's face it, unless you have suitcases of money to burn...it's NOT retail therapy. Of course, unless, your problem is so damned small that just by buying $2 nail polish from Sasa would solve it. In this case, you'd probably have enough nail polish to open another cheapo store. But then again, if that's the case, that's not RT, that's called 'cheapskate over-the-bloody-counter fix'. Therapy, my dear, is a treatment for a chronic illness (read: long expensive process).

I just find it so funny that people always say that they LOVE RT when most of them won't ever earn enough to really consume. Unless you are Michael Jackson (he bought an entire store of antiques..i saw on TV..heck! He owns Neverland!!!) or JLo or Julia Roberts..there's just no way you can have the oodles of money needed for 'therapy'. I think it would be more apt to say that one WISHES oh-so-badly to be able to afford RT.

I guess it's just a Singaporean thing..like what one of my English teachers used to say "When you say travelling is your hobby, how many countries have you actually visited? Malaysia and its many states not withstanding."

Think about it. I think its a real hoot!

XxX,

audrey at 00:02

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