The feeling of spending money and just splurge on something I know I won't regret is really quite shiok. Now I kinda understand why some people like to go for retail therapy when they feel sad. But still, it's only shiok conditional on me not seeing my bank account...
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So after spending a bomb on the Script's concert tickets, I spent another bomb to purchase my Vienna/Budapest flight tickets. Something to do with Hyperbolic Discounting (gonna be tested in two days time; I guess reading my lecture notes played a part in this) that I know I'll rather just buy it on impulse. So... Solo trip is coming!!! (And seeing my OC mates before that too)
