LESSON FROM THE WEEKEND SHOPPING SPREE

Dah lama rasanya tak tulis kat blog ni, sejak ada blog kat friendster, somehow I have abandoned this blog, because it feels so redundant to write the same thing.

The reason I'm writing it here is because I know that at least not all my friends in Friendster will read this. Ignore me if I'm using bahasa rojak here cause that's how I feel like writing.

Rasanya klau tulis in the blog in Friendster, I find myself not fully expressing myself as I used to in here. Rasa cautious pun ada coz it is so open and general. I feel like everybody has access to my personal diary. Not only that, everybody gets a reminder of the latest update which is good, no doubt about it , but again I think a little privacy would do for me. It feels more private,secure and comfy writing in here.

Last weekend, have filled my days with going out to Jalan Tar. On Saturday beli books and baju raya. cepat betul kan preparation, ganti puasa pun tak abis lagi,hehe. Again almost RM 150 gak spent for books alone,waa..ptptn bile nak masuk ni?

Then merayu kat my mum to buy for me kain batik for raya. But my mum kata takde sale so lain kali la. Was quite frustrated but takpela, maybe next time, bile sale dah rancak sket. Imagine shopping on the first day of MEGA SALE?

Anyway, that took the whole day. actually just teman my kaklong and her husband beli baju for their new-born. Alysya also followed, penat gak layan die. Asyik nak naik slide je kat Sogo tu, so asyik pimpin die almost 20 rounds. pastu dah penat main,terus tertidur on my lap kat Sogo.Lucky for me, they were done so we can head back home.

On Sunday. my dad plak ajak teman gi PWTC, nak tgk gerai2 in conjuction with Perhimpunan Agung UMNO. pi2 skali tu, smua gerai dah takde, so apalagi head to Sogo.

When we went there, my sister was trying out clothes so ingatkan bole la tumpang skali. anyway, to make the story short(because it involves embarassing moments where I showed my tantrum) I got angry at my mum coz she did not allow me to buy a shirt that I really wanted badly. But I was angry that when everytime that I want new clothes, my mum will object. so I kinda lost my cool. apepun when my dad came he saw my sulky face, he just paid to avoid anymore scene., without realizing the amount that he paid for my shirt.

Later, I was still fighting with my mum and continued to argue with her, the specific reasons I shall not mention here.

After some time, and a little pep talk frm my dad, I realized that my mum meant no harm, maybe she wanted to advice me but it was perceived differently by me. And I really felt bad for all the things that I did.

I used to think why is it such a hassle to ask for money frm my parents when it is their responsibility? But when I think about it, it is fair for them to question about it, coz it is their money and they are the one who has been working to earn the money all their life. Guess, that's the lesson that I got frm the shopping spree.