Seeking for independence

A 24 years old girl seeking for independence… that was me! 3 years ago my goal was to be as independent as I can possibly be, so when the opportunity came and knocked at my door, I grabbed it with open arms.

Now I’m realizing the struggles of being “INDEPENDENT” and of course loving the perks.

Let me start with the struggles so that I can end this entry on a good note (the perks).

Let’s face it the biggest struggle definitely was, and still is, is the financial battle of “how the heck am I going to budget my Incy wincy salary for a whole freaking month?!?!?”.  This came as a big blow for me for I was financially supported by my ever loving mother who provided my wants and needs in life, though I do understand the value of money and knew how my mother and father worked hard to support me, I still didn't work for it (the money) so spending it was as easy as ABC… gone!

I’m not a fan of numbers, more so now that every time I need to budget my pay check, it seems that numbers loathes me as well because for some reason (bills, bills and other unavoidable expenses) it keeps on depleting rapidly. Ay dios mio! Mind you here in Singapore we only have one payday, in my case every end of the month, so budgeting is a MUST!

Another thing that I struggled with at the beginning was having new friends. IT.WAS.A.BRAWL. difficult I tell you! So… so… so… difficult. I don’t know why this happened with me but for more than a year I didn't make any friends, except the ones from home who happened to be working here as well, I had nada! No friends at all, so I was alone and yeah independent. Let me just quote the meaning of the word “Independent” from an online dictionary, it says “free from the influence, guidance or control of another or others; self-reliant.” Since I didn't have anyone the meaning fitted me like a glove.

I was doing everything on my own, Watching movies, eating in restaurants and strolling around the metro. Etc. etc.

Now with the perks, though I was alone I enjoyed doing all of those by myself, I didn't need to think of anyone but me. I was never late for a date with friends’ because I have non at that time. I didn't need to please anyone, I can go anywhere   and not tell a single soul, I can sleep anywhere I want (as long as I know I’m safe) I didn't need to ask permission ,I was free! The magic word is “FREE!”.

Then I met new friends, a bunch of them, thanks to my new roommate, though I still enjoy doing certain things on my own, nothing beats having friends to share the moment with and post it on social media afterwards to show how happy we were ,at that time, to the world. ;)

The best and worst part of being “Independent” is drum roll please! Decision making, yup ladies and gents the decision making, well for my part that is, if I made wrong decisions, I have no one else to blame but myself, though once in a while I still seek and consult the expert advice of my parents and sometimes my friends, I’m no longer forced to follow other people’s choices for my life because yeah! Baby I am independent, or am still in the process of being one.  If my decision turns out to be the best well then, tap on the shoulders for me but if it turns the other way around, then at least I've learned from it and as much as possible I will avoid choosing that path again.