Sunday, May 22, 2011

I was cleaning out the Drafts folder in my phone a month ago, and saw a wishlist I wrote a while back. It read:
Laptop Reformat (P 1,500), Samsung External HD 320 GB (P 3,600), Canon 500D, iTouch (P12,000)
I was kind of shocked to see it because at that time, I was like, "If I am able to get all of these things I'll be super happy and content na".. and I have 3 out of 4 of the things I wrote (no iTouch, haha!) ... but what? As of now, I have yet another wishlist to work towards.

That being said, I want to say that I like things.. Don't get me wrong though - as much as I like having new clothes as much as the next person, I don't think that having things equates (lasting) happiness. Sure, there is that momentary feeling of pure joy. I cried when my parents brought home the dSLR, but I don't burst into tears every time I see it at home now, haha! I'm definitely not within the range of the most materialistic people I know, but neither am I a walking example of simplicity and joyful detachment XD


I'm just a microcosm of the majority of humanity, the majority that will always want something more, something new, something that will make them happy. Wanting to lose a few pounds can result in wanting the figure of a Victoria's Secret model. Once that's attained, of course there's the need for a new wardrobe, a new boyfriend, a new car. Having the best selling phone of all time won't make Steve Jobs happy, it'll only make him want to have the best selling tablet, the best selling laptop, so on and so forth. It's a crazy, never-ending cycle we'll have to battle the rest of our lives unless we learn to source happiness from people and relationships instead of cars and jewelry.


As of now, my wishlist as of the moment reads: A 50mm f/1.8 II lens to suit my Canon 500D, a 21-inch iMac to replace my slow laptop, a Samsung Galaxy Ace Android phone to replace my Samsung Star, shopping money for when I go to Hong Kong, a Bamboo Wacom tablet, etc.

Honestly, I don't know when it will ever end. And not knowing when I'll stop wanting or how to stop makes me scared, and disappointed at myself ;___;