An “impulsive buyer”. That is what my sisters and friends call me since I have a habit of buying almost everything I like in a shop even if I don’t need them at all. I don’t really care what they call me as long as I’m happy with it.

I just can’t leave a day without peeping inside my favorite shops in the mall. It has become my hobby to drop by the nearest mall just to see all the stuff I adore. It feels really good whenever I’m inside a big mall while holding lots and lots of things or even just looking at them. My mom and dad knows me well. When I feel like I’ll get sick and restless they’ll just ask me out and I’ll be fine. My dad would say “I knew it, shopping is really the answer to your sickness” then they will both laugh. My sister even asked me to watched “Confession of a Shopaholic”. She’s trying to teach me a lesson that sometimes I’ m getting too much. Well, the more I loved it so.  I shop for shopping’s sake and just as what Tammy Bakker would say, “shopping is cheaper than a psychiatrist”.