October came with slight depression. This year's posts haven't really shown it but I'm someone who has phases where I'm happy at times but for a week or so every few months, I'll hate myself and everything I stand for.
These phases were rampant and intense two years ago aka the year No.3 happened. But thankfully, those phases became less frequent and I became a normal person for much longer.
Before, I would have dealt with my depression phase by listening to sad songs and crying into my pillow. This time around, I did something I've read and heard from many women.
According to Wiki, that is shopping with the primary purpose of improving the buyer's mood or disposition.
I didn't went out with the soul purpose of buying things. I went out to buy my dinner. Yesterday, I had a hankering for KFC but since I was too lazy to go outside campus, I bought a meal of two piece of fried chicken and fries from the food court with an iced cappuccino drink that I've been liking since discovering last semester.
On my way back, I decided to let myself browse through the multiple stalls selling clothes, scarves and other things that make women take out their purse and money.
Near the end, a shawl caught my eye. Soft, silky. A light blush pink background with small hearts in blue, yellow and maroon. I should have checked if the colour went with my complexion but hey, retail therapy.
I bought it and went back to my room slightly better.
Today my depression was only a fraction of yesterday's. I went to buy dinner, this time letting myself splurge a bit with laksa (noodles), cappuccino and waffles with a chocolate spread.
I ordered the waffles before buying my drink and laksa. On the way back pay the waffle lady I let myself browse again. There's so many types and patterns but being me, it has to be a certain length, cut and width.
I paid for my dessert and was proud of myself for not succumbing to another bout of retail therapy when I saw the stall.
The stall selling purses aka lady wallets.
At the same moment my brain decided to remind me of a tip I read in a magazine some months ago.
"A bright purse will make it easier to find in the mysterious depths of your bag."
Thank you brain, for telling me that as I looked at a display table filled with purses in bright colours and patterns.
BOOM. Retail therapy.
I won't bore you guys about how I spent 10 minutes deciding. It came down to two choices. Both were the long kind and with colourful multiple inner pockets.
One was blue and shiny.
The other had a black and cream leopard print.
Tick tock tick tock.
I am now the owner of a snazzy looking leopard print purse.
Now, to avoid those stalls tomorrow, in case I get tempted to buy that cardigan I saw...
On another topic, one of the things in Malaysia 2013 Budget is a 200 ringgit rebate for youths from the age of 21-30 with a monthly salary of at most 3000 ringgit. What rebate is that?
For a freaking smartphone.
Yes, somehow its a way to boost the economy.
All I'm thinking is that next year, I'm going to get myself a S III.
Do not tell me to go for iPhone.