The Mall: An American Evil

I hate America. I really do. Why? Because of the tempting retail outlets here that peddle their wares at insanely low prices. Long gone are the days when I stare wistfully at goods sold on amazon.com and dream that I could purchase them because they usually do not ship to Malaysia. Now, with the click of a button, I find myself buying shoes and luggage online. It's not that they're expensive or anything but it's the fact that they're cheap and plentifully abundant so much so that one finds oneself buying things because they just happen to be CHEAP.

I had to stop myself on several occasions now that I realized what I've been unconcsiously doing. I failed today. A pair of jeans from New York & Company that was once $59.50 is now $5.99. It looked good on me. A sweater that I've been eyeing at Pacsun, was $39.50 and is now $2.99. How can one resist when Roxy canvas sneakers are only $2.99. ROXY CANVAS SNEAKERS FOR $2.99!! Those prices are unheard of back in good 'ol Malaysia where one can only dream of finding such incredible steals (with conversion!) at the mall.

I've been making money from America, working for my college and letting them put good money in my pocket and a roof over my head. The malls here have been working overtime too, silently drawing me with invisible strings and slowly draining money out of my pocket and putting it back into the American economy. I think I will be staying away from the evils of the mall and their retail therapy. Too much of a good thing is bad, no?