Shopping blues

I have plans to do some shopping alone today. Alone, you say? Yes, I say. Don't get me wrong. I love shopping with the girls coz it's so much fun being really fussy about clothes and we always bounce ideas back and forth. But it's been years since I actually shopped alone. I remember how I loved it. Less hassle, less time wastage and most importantly, I do not have to wait for anyone!

Thing is, I'm supposed to meet Rizal after that. All this time we've been together, he has been COMPLAINING that I'm very impulsive when it comes to shopping and that I make unnecessary buys most of the time. Not that I don't appreciate him as a shopping partner. I really do! It helps that he finds it a social responsibility to dress well. And who knows what clothes suit you better than your boyfriend? Afterall, we girls literally dress up for them, boyfriends! Nevertheless, shopping alone can sometimes be very therapeutic. So yes, back to my point. If he sees me ladened with shopping bags, he'll go waste your money again, right? Bleah. CONTROL is the magic word today. And of course, I'll get something for you darling. HAHA. I'm fair like that.

I was supposed to meet Mom for lunch when I had a queasy attack. I felt so sick that I had to drag myself to bed like an old woman. Totally uncool.

Feeling much better now. Till later.