I changed my wallet because my old wallet was too worn to be used. I changed my phone because my new phone was a gift and it has been sitting around in my drawer for more than a year. And I wanted to sell off my old phone before it devalues further. New clothes because I've looked in the mirror recently before going out and thought that I really looked like I was wearing rags. For me to think that I look like a beggar means that my clothes are from the previous era and really cannot make it. Really I'm still wearing the stuff I wore like in Secondary 4. New haircut because I'm returning to Melbourne soon and haircuts there are pretty expensive.
Wearing and using new stuff makes me feel good. Like people can notice what I have and think positively of me. That I look good, dress well, have good taste in expensive goods and am technologically competent. But I've always been thinking... What for? Who are you trying to impress? Does it really matter?
My mother once said to me, never mind all those people who comment about you, and look down on you. So what? These are the people who don't matter to you. As long as you don't look down on yourself, that's the most important.
I find that really true. It has helped my mummy rise up in her dog-eat-dog world, shamelessly fighting the glass ceiling in her male dominated workplace, commanding the respect of cadres of top executives worldwide. Every time she repeats her stories of success to me, I find it hard not to listen. There's gotta be something I can learn from her success right? Something I can use to push myself to greater heights.
So does it matter? So what if your friend notices your new Gucci wallet? Means you got more money than her? Means you work harder than her to get it? Means your parents give you a lot of money to spend? Means that you have better taste than people? Having a Gucci wallet, or any other branded goods for that matter, doesn't answer any of the questions above. What more if the friend was a complete stranger. Would your status and wealth matter?
Fools. If only we open our eyes... they're all around us. People so caught up in establishing and advertising their egos and wealth and status, that they lose themselves in their mad chase for all things branded and expensive. Shop loads of fools. Just go to Paragon. Look inside Gucci, Prada, LV. Half of the people inside can very well afford the stuff on sale. They want it, they don't need it. The other half... fools who scrimp and save and lead sad, meaningless lives just to buy a little piece of heaven. School girls who squander their parent's hard-earned money on handbags to small to carry their books. Love smitten boyfriends empty their life-savings to splurge on their girlfriends. Aunties, desperate to show off their status to majong kakis, purchase items at the expense of their children's education funds, and return home to HDB flats with huge outstanding mortgages. Fools.
Branded stuff? Don't really have any. Those that I use are gifts. Never really bought any. The people say you dress like shit how? People think you cannot afford how? People look down on you how?!!??
Lol. These people laugh at you for not having "it", what ever "it" may be. Who are these people to you? Nobody. I only want to be respected by the people who MATTER to me. My parents, my relatives, my true friends. In today's twisted society, it is sadly often not the case. We don't care about people who should matter the most to us! Instead, we go about impressing and seeking the respect of our friends, total strangers and just about anyone who bothers to throw a glance at you. Shit! And it was your parents who gave you the money buy that LV bag!
Hahaha like I said, Fools. They're all around you. Just open your eyes.
And laugh, because the last laugh truly belongs to you.
1 comment:
well, i think as long as you yourself is happy with what you've got, thats all that matters..:)
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