Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Don't Count Your Guccis

Was talking to a friend yesterday and her friend told her:

"If you don't own a pair of Jimmy Choo's shoes, a Coach bag and a Zang Toi party dress, then you haven't lived life."

By far, the stupidest thing i have ever heard. If the value of life is to be measured by material goods, then where do Jesus, Buddha, Allah and Lord Shiva stand? For aren't they the epitome of life yet don't have one inch of branded apparel on them?

When i was in college, i remember saying, "When i am rich, i want to buy one item from every branded store." Yeah, stupid i know.

But i guess that is what happens when you grow up in a world where the richer you are (or pretend to be), the cooler you are. Why do you think fake branded handbags sell like hot cakes?

Case in point, the Louis Vuitton monogram bag. It's hideous! I've always wondered if people seriously like the bag or do they like the gazillion of LV symbols plastered all over the bag for the world to see?

I really, really, REALLY hate it when people judge each other by the material goods or money they have. And i hate it when girls go, "Oh, i want to marry a rich man!" and i look down on girls who go for only rich men. Does being rich make you a better person?

I have a friend who used to live in a tiny shack at the back of a goddamn factory and you know what, she probably has more personality and sincerity than most of us. I was once introduced to two millionaires who decide to live life simple. Heck, they look like they survive on five dollars a day!

I once saw a rich and bratty classmate hit my friend after losing a game of galah panjang. I will never ever forget that scene. Who the fuck does she think she is? My uncle was once dumped by some bitch because he didn't have enough money. Someone i truly love was once looked down upon because he was poor. Of course, to these richer fools, it didn't matter that he worked night and day for every darn cent, no matter how little, that he has. He prolly knows more about life than a hundred Gucci-toting snobs put together.

Tell me, do you really think all rich people are better humans?

Life is not about the expensive items you have stacked in your closet. Heck, it doesn't even matter if you don't have enough money to own a closet! It is about all those times that you have cried, the times that you have fallen, the times that you have lost someone you love because life is a big ball of irony. You cannot truly live life without first experiencing the pain, the tears, the stress.

And that, is my definition of what life really is. Sleep on it.

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