What’s woman best friend? You can say friends, you may answer books, you may answer travelling. But this time i say shopping:)
This night, Wipi and I planned to take our best friend, Nora, who would go to Australia for pursuing her master degree. The plane’s managed to take off at 9 pm. Wipi, who’s lately very bussy with cyclon nargis, couldn’t escape from office earlier than 7.30 pm. Therefore, if everything ran within schedule, Wip would pick me up first and we’d go to airport. It turned out the plan didn’t run smoothly like we anticipated. The heavy traffic jam defenitly hampered our way to airport. Realizing that we couldn’t make it to the airport before nine, we just called Nora to let her go. She cried and we’re very sad.
As we canceled our errand to airport, we altered the destination. Where did we go? Centro at Plaza Semanggi. Wipi said, let’s get rid of our sadness by having new clothes. Oh my goodness, i already had my last one about three weeks ago. Yet, I couldn’t resist. The sale tag was very alluring. Finally, one cloth moved to my shopping bag. Stop please!!! I said to my self.
That exciting activity can help us forgetting our sadness for a moment. Shopping is indeed our best friends.