Why I want to move out of my parent's house so bad...
I don't have issues with my parents. My mom and dad are the best set in the world. My mom is sweet and rough in the right situations. And my dad is the kind of guy I would want to marry (except that I don't want an Asian for a husband). But I've dreamed of being on my own ever since I realized that I'm the kind of person who loves solitude and independence.I want to be the one who'll figure out what I would eat in the next week. I want to learn to expand my culinary skills beyond frying stuff. I want to be the kind of person who'll clean her own place because I want to, and not because I was told to. I want to be my own curfew. I want to feel unrestrained but at the same time, I want to learn how to be responsible for my own self. Independence in the real life is scary. Dependence is safe but comfort zones aren't where the adventures and growing begins. Life agenda: Save up for my own place. Labels: personal |