A fresh start.

This is probably my nth blog, and from there I’ve learned that no one really cares much about introduction, as long as you have good posts. And since I’m mainly planning on this being a more personal blog, wherein I place my personal views and opinions on what is going on around me, I don’t think introductions are at hand, unless of course I need to remind myself who I am. Luckily, I don’t have to.

I have not been writing in paragraphs since Twitter began owning my life. And I want that to change. I noticed I’m a crazy melting pot full of opinions and if I don’t have some sort of outlet for me to release all what I feel inside, I will implode.

This month marks a lot of changes that are beginning to occur in my life. I’ve just graduated with my Masters degree. And I have absolutely no idea what I want to do with my life at the moment. All I know is that I want to take a break from the stress, but at the same time, I don’t think I can take the life of a professional bum.

This year, I start living with my parents again. It’s quite weird because I’ve been living away from them for 5 years, but now that I’ve graduated, I have returned. It’s because they missed me (their words). But it’s funny. While at this stage of life, most people often separate from their families, I am returning. While most people are adjusting to life of independence, I’m trying to “unadjust” from it. I’ve been so used living an independent lifestyle without anyone telling me what to do and how to do it, that sometimes I find it hard to adjust to having my parents around everyday. It’s a nice feeling, but I guess it will take some getting used to.

Odd. I’m curious as to how the next few weeks, months, years will go. I awfully miss my friends in the Philippines, but I wouldn’t want to be separated for even more years from my family. There are so many things that changed within the dynamics of my family since I’ve left. My brother is now a teenager, and thus there are some awkwardness given that I’m his older sister (who can no longer smother him with kisses like the last time I was with them) and my parents have apparently gained new activities which they expect me to participate in.

Let’s see how this all goes.

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