Dear Diar2,
Wow. I feel so much like a total spoilt brat today.
Once again, this is one of our trip for furniture hunting. And today is rather important to me. We're going to choose our own beds.
Well, the previous entry had mentioned before, I fell in love with a bed that is so eye-catching, what with the nice design and colour of the headboard, and the soft and springy mattress. Sigh, if only I could get my parents to buy that for me. Sadly, no. A big fat
NO. 2K++, including the headboard.
Eh???But I really loved it. It was
love at first sight. And I thought my mom promised to buy me that if she could get a discount. So I was
furious when she refused to buy it for me even though she promised me earlier.
"No, I said that because I thought the price would not be as
high as this."
What the... So when I heard that, I was seething with unexplainable anger. And I was starting to behave in a childish manner too. Just my typical old habit. The stupid saleswoman added to my anger. She kept on introducing another bed for me. But I kept on repeating that I was not interested in that piece.
BUT she continued to talk like a TV advertisement. I felt like bashing up that freaking face of hers and shutting her mouth up. Can't you see I'm not at all interested? Because that bed is so not right for me? I can feel it, you know. From the moment my butt hit the mattress, I went like, EWWW. So not right. So you can't force me to buy it, you little saleswoman. Stop wasting your saliva.
My parents could not stand me too. So in the end, we went back to the Bed Shop at Orchard Road as I took a liking to one of the beds there too. Sadly, that bed was too expensive. Because of that headboard!!! If not for the headboard added on to the final price, I could have bought that bed. Instead, I bought another bed, and its texture was quite close to the bed which I fell in love with at first sight.
I have learnt something today. I have learnt that I am so
freakingly fortunate than other children. However, fortunate children become such spoilt brats that they only want good and expensive stuff. My heart ached when I saw a little girl helping her mother out at a food stall. Hello, she is just like in Primary 3 or 4, and she is already helping her mother out at a food stall?? At her age, she should be concentrating on studies and play. Okay, so I admit I'm a freaking spoilt brat. Even the salespeople said that I have a very good life already. Still want to choose the quality of beds.
Oh well. I must learn to save money from now. And not spend, spend, spend like there's no tomorrow. =)
`x0x0``
muacks**
Oh yeah, these days I have not been going out with my dar friends.
That's why I'm starting to miss them all.
Boy, can't wait for thursday!My sims life is getting more and more
exciting.
And more
challenging.
Yeah!
It's a legacy family, for your information. =)
So
fun. =DD
