Monday, July 7, 2008 01:17
Ahh I finished my book(: BUT THE ENDING WAS SO SAD): ): ): And I was so not seeing it come especially since the rest of the book was so happy giggly.
But it's got me thinking (yes, I do think... contrary to popular belief) about how very sickeningly materialistic I have grown to become. Like material things are about the only things I find joy in. And I'm so overly dependent on retail therapy on all my saddest moments. And well that is just very sad. I don't want to be like one of the ladies who grow old collecting all the pretty things in the world... There would always be things I want; more and more over time. So what, I'm just going to keep buying them? To what end?
And as much as I realise all this, I can't help it that hardly anything else elates me. I mean I do try to find other ways to feel happy, but I just don't you know... ): Oh god, this is terribly depressing.
"Sheesh Arina. Why upset yourself! Your life is not thaaaaaaaaaaaat sad, come on. There are people you love and care about! It can't be that bad!" Hmm, don't mind me, I do this talking to myself thing quite a lot. Surely I can think of the last time I didn't seek solace through shoppinggggg...
EH I CAN! YESTERDAY. I spent time with my sister and maid. And I love themmmm :D
Okay so yes, my life is not that sad. But this is probably one of the rare occasions... I guess I just want to learn to be less materialistic.
That said, it does not mean I am going to stop shopping and all. That's just stupid. I just don't want to depend on it to feel happy.
As for now, I still have yet to discover those other avenues of joy. Right now though, I am still materialistic old me (with a more openminded take on joy of course) with the wildest dreams of
A FUCHSIA OSTRICH BIRKIN. And I know croc Birkins are all the rage... I just find ostrich SOOOO much more appealing. :D
xx
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