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Aqilah Zaiyanie, the girl with the curly brown hair with laid back attitude, is addicted to blogshops.

And I'm not even the type of girl who likes to shop. No, I don't. I actually think its quite troublesome, needing to try, compare, look for the best bargain. I leave that part to my mother and sister. I believe my mother appreciates that as she's a shopaholic who constantly trying to find a reason to buy things. Plus, not shopping give me quite a perk, as that means I have more money to spend on food (or other things I like, but mostly on food). Not forgetting since my mother obviously has more money than I do, she can afford to get me stuff that I can't buy for myself even if I save all my allowance for a year.

But lately, I couldn't stop myself from checking out blogshops everytime I'm online. It's the 3rd thing I open in my browser, after Facebook and Twitter. At first, it was just a harmless blogs window-shopping. Checking out the interesting items available online. Trying to understand why Alia & Kim love them so much. Wait, I think it's Alia who introduced to Kim, then Kim couldn't help herself but to keep showing them to me. (Just like the K-pop videos. My Facebook wall is spammed by Kim with all those craps, eventho she clearly knows that I don't like K-Pop).

And then I retrieved my password for my online banking. I set it up just to check my bank account statement and for easy billing purposes. It serves it purpose and more. Truly is easy banking service. Somehow, the numbers in my account decreasing everyday. (Okay, I know how. I kept transferring the money to the blogshops owners to pay for the items that I want.)

It may be a good thing, as now I learn to shop for myself. (I know how to shop, I just think it's more beneficiary to let my mother do it) But I can't control myself. And THAT, is BAD.

Fortunately, it's August. I'm allowed to splurge a little more on myself this month.

But I still won't tell the whole truth to my parents about where did all my money actually go.

Parents & Facebook

Both my parents have Facebook accounts. My dad set his account himself, my mother forced me to create one for her.

Now, the question is, how good are they around the internet? Do they google their children's name to keep up with them? (If my parents do, they'll know about this blog. Which is not a good thing.)

Previous post, I talked about how irritating it is to update your blog. I didn't go in dept about privacy.

The point is, I don't think I like the idea of my mom being my blog follower. I don't tell her everything. Just the basic necessities. We are close, but there are still room for secrets. A big one. We, my siblings and I, are not those type of children who share everything with their parents. I'd like to describe our relationship are the perfectly functional and independent dysfunctional relationship. We share when we have to, we asks when we need to. I'm the only one of us four who's friend with one of the parents on Facebook. And you bet I reset my privacy setting especially for that. So basically, she is in my friend list, but she can't go through my profile.

Thankfully, I'm not the overshare type. So, if they do google my name and found this blog, its ok. (Hi Baba! Hi Mama!)