Friday, May 30

I Splurged...

This is bad.

Bad, bad, bad.

I cannot believe I actually spent $100 on two super-sized Nike bags. And I cannot believe that I let myself be conned by my own mother to get those bags. I am a sucker for gargantuan bags that are able to fill my life's worth of belongings and then some.

But I love them so!! And I know big bags are kinda unsightly for girls unless of course they are headed to the gym --which is where I spend most of my time at these days due to the lack of a more active social life.

They do hold their advantage as I found out yesterday when I was unfortunate enough to take the public transport instead of my own private bubble. Long story, very depressing. The thing about my new Nike gym bag is that I was able to shove my way through the crowd and easily shove people aside in an action that is known as accidentally-on-purpose.

How awesome is that!!

People actually make way for me and the giant slung onto my back. And as much as I hate to take public transport nowadays not because I am a spoilt brat of sorts but because of the mere fact that I have to share my entire personal space with thousands of others, I like the way my bag and I actually create space for the rest behind us. We make people move.

We so rock.

There is a song about black bags. I forgot by whom. It's something like My Black Backpack or something. It's an alternative song and if my mind does recall, Rahman the Porn Perv once listened to it. I remember because after I saw it on his personal display message, I downloaded the song. It has since been erased on Dean after he had to be reformatted. Don't hesitate to tell me the title of the song and by whom if you do know it.

Laterz...
Lenny

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