Long time nvr shop with my mom and td is like once in a blue moon and since I’m going UK soon, it’s time to spend some time with my mom and of coz to buy the essentials and one of it is my luggage!!! 13 DAYS to go but I still haven’t get it, but I’m not the only 1 though..haha. After surveying all the shops, I left to decide among 2 bags…
The 1st is a 28 inch, fancy small blue and white small格子(forget the term) luggage bag with more compartments and with extra space which can be so “magically” added up by juz 1 zip. Another is a simple 28 inch black luggage bag.( yup tat simple). One cost RM 150 and the latter is RM100. Frankly, I like the 1st one much more, but it cost an extra of the half of the 2nd bag and figures started to spin with formula and factors of material, outfit, space, worth, and like. Oh well, at last surprisingly, I choose the 2nd bag, which I normally will juz pick the 1st one and ask myself, how can I afford it? ok, I will go find a part time job, or I’ll buy chi pa lak brand shoe instead of nike dunk, or drink sky juice nxt time instead of tat “ A wind of the beach” or “ blue wisdom” ( nice name for soda and smoothies huh). But this time I didn’t do so. Remind me of what I’ve study in secondary English class, “ The Road Not Taken” (wow, I act getta remember what I’ve learn so long ago). I’ve taken a different choice. Maybe “liong sam” got inflammation that’s why dun wanna spend so much of parents’ money.
My mind is kinda empty after my mom made the payment, but slowly it started to feel good. Hmmn… I’m kinda stubborn with things that I like and love, peoples say I’m so “yim jim” and 执着. I think sometimes we do have to learn to let go, let go of what we like, we love for the ones that we love.
It is a simple black luggage bag, and the symbol of letting go...
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My luggage bag
