Sometimes these feelings can be so misleading

I’m slowly going back to my mallrat days, and I dunno if this is a good thing or a bad thing. I guess it’s only cos I have nothing better to do for now. I met up with at Glorietta for lunch today and since we didn’t really have money to watch a movie or anything, we just hung out for a couple of hours. After that, I met up with my mom so we could do some shopping. I’m really happy with the all stuff I bought–two tops, step-in sandals, and this really cute beige bag I saw when I was window-shopping with my barkada (Angelica, eat your heart out! It’s actually the bag you spotted first.). I now have something to wear for the gimmicks I planned for next week. Yeah.

Don’t ask me how I can be thinking about things like clothes at a time like this, when there’s a war going on in Iraq and all. I guess I just don’t want to depress myself by worrying about that and because I’m avoiding it, it seems like I’m totally apathetic about the whole thing. Which is not true…I do care about the war and I’m quite pissed that it’s happening and all, but what can I do about it anyway? Nothing. I can rant and rave about why I don’t want this war to happen but it wouldn’t change a thing cos Bush doesn’t read this blog and even if he did, I highly doubt that my eloquent powers of persuasion could convince him to make peace with Saddam. I’ve already got enough things on my mind without having to worry about this. So I won’t. Not right now, anyway.