I remember one sentence that my mother always told us.
“Gila bukan satu macam, gila ada bermacam-macam.”
Well, she was referring to the insane people. But here, I’m addressing the word Gila as an addiction.
I realised that each of my family have different kind of addiction. This is based on my observation. My father’s addiction is shopping (yes, don’t be surprised, my mother’s addiction is Orchids, my eldest brother’s – bicycle, motorcycle, my sister’s addiction – shoes & handbags, me…well.. I bet you already knows – books and craft, my younger brother – football and my youngest brother’s addiction is Gundam. In fact he’s the one that I want to highlight in this entry.
Now take a look at his collection. Almost out of space, as you can see. And still aiming for others. Of course my parent was ‘bising’ when he bought it, cuz those Gundams weren’t cost like any other robots. I used to buy Gundams for DearDear’s birthday and it was a second grade, still cost for RM70+. So I asked them, what’s so special of collecting Gundams? And then they gave me the same answer. The great passion was during the process of assembling the gundam kit.
Given those to me, I’m sure I’ll be taking for thousand years to finish one model. Lol! I only love to look at the finished model. Next target: Samurai Gundam. Hehe.
Well, bro… you’re so lucky to have an understanding sister. Perhaps she had a very serious addiction into books. 😛
Let’s see what’s your addiction? How do you know you’re addicted to something? You’re addictive when you want the thing so badly (like it’s a must have otherwise it’ll haunting you.. ahaha)BUT other person thought that the thing isn’t necessary to be yours. And you don’t care, so you go for it. Muahaha…