Materialistic matters

So you see, just now. I was out with my mum and my younger sister for a shopping spree at my mum's stack of heaven. I was there, with the store attendants asking me try out EVERY FREAKING SHIRT/LEGGINGS/TIGHTS/SHORTS/PANTS they could reach. 

And with that, I was of course annoyed but finally out of the thousands of pile, I only bought one top. I know so pathetic. 

Now this is the best bit.

You see, I never had a handbag of my own cause I've been using my sister's/mum's hand me downs. Second hand. So I was looking through some handbags and then my mum showed me this, purple 'PRADA' bag which was really, really nice! The cutting was really nice for some reason I liked it. So my mum said, just go get it.

Yeah. So my first happiness.

Second, there was this white watch that was so pretty. It was slick and sexy. So I told my mum this is nice. So well I got it.

And now, the best part.

The bag cost me my LIFE. It was THAT EXPENSIVE. And needless to say about the watch? In total for those bloody things, I spent 1000+ over. My heart sank.

If I knew, it was THAT expensive, I wouldn't buy it (call me cheap but yes I am that particular about prices)

Throughout the entire journey I was very gloomy but well at least this taught me something.

"ALWAYS LOOK AT THE PRICE FIRST BEFORE BEING BLINDED BY IT'S GLAM."

Sigh such a painful lesson. There goes my savings.