miss scarlet you're so fine!

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Saturday, June 18 9:26 PM

hi people of thee earth
Getting gifts for friends are almost done. finally.it has been such a hassle. you see, that's always the trouble with going overseas. I am just so addicted to bluberry cookies ever since mum bought them back for other people. My dad and brother surprised me by bringing back this Marie stuff doll which i had longed for. I was so happy happy happy happy then and still is. It's so cute, big head and small body. Actually, they didn't buy it, it was from those capsule game thing where you grab the stuff toy up.

My brother just got mad. He stood up, walk around the house laughing at himself. (insanity rulezzzz man!)

me: what are you laughing at?
my brother: (walks around) HAR HAR HAR!!
me: (giving a stupid expression) HUH?!
my brother: that's so lame! (still laughing away)

I still don't get it. what he was laughing at. and here : why people spent compulsively.

I think there are many of us in the remaining 98% who indulge in a less extreme form of spending -- mainly as a way to:
1. Cope with stress.
2. Cure the blues.
3. Diffuse feelings of anger or frustration.
4. Ease boredom.
5. Feel special.
6. Soothe ourselves after a bad day (or reward ourselves for a good one.)And while the occasional mood-boosting splurge may seem harmless (what's wrong with a little pick-me-up?), the problem I see is that people underestimate how these impulses perpetuate their financial problems.

so now we see why we spent money like water HUH.
CLICK >> Emotional spending
shopping is sinful.but i can never get enough of it (:

A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces
An airline ticket to romantic places
And still my heart has wings
These foolish things remind me of you

loved