I watched "The confession of a shopaholic for the second time now. The 1st was long ago. Ok, not that long, not when dragons and witches flew in the sky and trample fear to the village folks. EHH...why did I wrote that hahahahahaha.....maybe cause my head's feel heavy now and the pillows and the bed behind me whispering my name now....hohoho I'll be off to the slumber land after I click the 'publish post'...have this urge to write now...huhuhuhu..Ooo i'm out of the topic haha....Ok, I'll start all over again.... It's a shame to admit that I am a shopaholic. I thought this kind of sickness only infects women but I was wrong. Totally wrong. I felt the pleasure of holding something newly bought in my hands. I felt the joy of trying and testing the gadgets in stores. I felt the relieved when the salesman packed up the thing I bought....I felt great when I got those wrapped new things on my hands. The world became a happier place at those time I swapped thos...