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Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Into the mind of a compulsive shopper
This is a confession of a compulsive shopper. Please discontinue reading if you hve anything against shopaholics, be it compulsive or not.
Whether online or on street, I shop obsessively.
Most of the time (perhaps 90%) I don't even need the stuff that I bought.
I bought one, and I need another 2.
I bought 2, then I need another 3.
I never seems to be able to stop.
It's like there is an invinsible string attached to my hands and controlling everything I did.
My mind?
It only think about how lovely the stuff that I bought.
Always like that.
Always the same shit.
Now I'm really in the mood for shopping games and Xbox accessories.
And I don't even have enough money to pay my rent.
So what does that makes me?
An idiot?
I figure.
Whether online or on street, I shop obsessively.
Most of the time (perhaps 90%) I don't even need the stuff that I bought.
I bought one, and I need another 2.
I bought 2, then I need another 3.
I never seems to be able to stop.
It's like there is an invinsible string attached to my hands and controlling everything I did.
My mind?
It only think about how lovely the stuff that I bought.
Always like that.
Always the same shit.
Now I'm really in the mood for shopping games and Xbox accessories.
And I don't even have enough money to pay my rent.
So what does that makes me?
An idiot?
I figure.
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