confessions

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My name is ms.teacup... and I am an addict.

Yes. You heard it right. Though no, not the kind of dependance that people would right away think of when we hear this statement. I am specifically, unequivocally, incomprehensively a fleeting, or spur of the moment addict. What am I exactly talking about, you may ask?

I was not born with a silver spoon on my mouth nor do I receive payslips worthy to grin at every 15 days. But let's just say that I can spare a few pesos to be a little bit generous to myself once in a while... more than once in a while.

So lately I have been addicted to shopping. To online shopping. For weeks now, I have been constantly logging on one site that seems like an ukay-ukay zone for me. The first time I discovered this I was like a direful beast staring at my laptop, searching every keyword possible to satisfy my micro addiction to clothes, shoes, bags, beachwear, accessories, and once in a while, some gadgets. Geez, I have been cursing myself for ignoring invitations from this site from a couple of friends way back. I could have gotten all the stuff I wanted in just a few clicks! Where in the world have I been?!? This was the answer to convenience. To satisfaction. To happiness (*winks). And though I would not like to admit, true, to bankruptcy as well. So as the world is in chaos for more than a year due to the global recession, my bank account has its own economic meltdown as well. I looked at my account online and could not believe my eyes with what I saw. For only a matter of days, it has gone half as it was before. Where did it all go?!? Oh yes... then I recalled those days when I had 5 purchases in a day from 3 sellers. Or the time when I ordered more than 4 items from another seller. Or the time when I bought 3 pairs of footwear in one day!... I stopped thinking more. I felt robbed. Sob.

But then again when I gaze at the new stuffs I have inside my cabinet, I can't help but let out a sigh. They were all worth every single cent. And I can't stop trying them on everyday while looking at myself thru the mirror. (What's it called? Narcism? Heheh.) I do this a lot, really. Till finally the perfect day comes when I need to use the thing. Coz you know.. every clothe, every shoe, every accessory can't be worn daily. They belong to different occasions. I'm sure any girl would agree with me. It's a rule. And no, I'm not being defensive here. Just stating a fact.

This foolery of mine doesn't always last long. It's only a matter of time, then my addiction shifts to something else. Like there were times when I was hooked on buying and watching DVDs. Or the moments when I got so fascinated with make-ups, cellphone cases, perfumes, undies, etc.. More often than not, I don't get to use most of those stuff that I bought. They would normally end up in the trash after months of accumulating cobwebs and dust, or when I realized it has gone beyond the expiration date already. Some I even forget that I have, not until I do a major clean-up in my room. Hehe!

I do not need help with this watchamacallit. I'm pretty sure some people have this similar behavior. It's just like the Last Song Syndrome. The answer is only Diversion. However, let me just say I am proud that some, if not most, of the stuff that I usually buy are not only for me. I do share my blessings too with my family and with the few people that I care for. That, is the mark of true happiness.


My name is ms.teacup. And I am broke.

wazzup?

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I just realized I have left out this blog for a while already. Been kinda really busy at the office and almost always, too exhausted at the end of each day to face my laptop and clangor on the keypads. Dang, it's what I do all days for 10 hours or so! Yet if I had forced myself, you would really read nothing but work clamors. ;-P

So what's going on with me? Quite alot, really. Though my virtual life has been silent, the real one gladly didn't remain still. But knowing the basic fact of life, events weren't all generally good. But I would say it's just a matter of perspective.. Choosing which side of the coin you'd rather look at.

I'll be sharing more stories soon. I promise.