All about me…

•February 24, 2010 • Leave a Comment

I’m a 24 year old (turning 25 in a couple of days) who for some reason doesn’t act like one.  Amongst the four siblings in  our family of six, I was the headstrong and carefree one. My parents were struggling everyday to instill in me humanly and ladylike values which I admit I don’t have. It was always a puzzle to my parents why was I different from other girls. When I was fifteen, instead of fuzzing over Prom’s night and other corny stuff, I busied myself with anime, aquarium fishes,  Harry Potter and other novels. I had a different world from the rest. But don’t get me wrong, I am not anti social or something. In fact, I had six wonderful girl friends who shared my thoughts and ideas. We’re pretty much compatible and didn’t bother with anyone’s stuff.

When I went to University, instead of thinking and planning ways on how to get a boyfriend, I had my hair cut into semi bob and got hooked with online games.  The latter almost stopped me  from finishing my studies which resulted to me and my father having the worst row we ever had in our lives.  He condemned me and my addiction. At that time, I felt like I was the worst daughter they have had. After the row, I thought I’d be stucked with the mud I was stucked into. I didn’t want to go to school anymore. I just want to be something existing in an empty shell. And then, there was my mother. She was almost on the verge of tears while talking to me that I had to finish school… that seeing us in that black toga is her final fulfillment… And that a good education is their only legacy that they can give us.. .That and the realization that I couldn’t have my freedom if I don’t finish school was the sort of invigorating energy that enabled me to get a Bachelor’s degree in the end.

After University, I developed a sense of insecurity of the fact that it would be hard for me to get a decent job with my unimpressive last term grades. Although I already have that fear, I still didn’t do anything with my online gaming addiction. I was still playing to my heart’s content. I must admit that the virtual world became my sanctuary… my refuge from the reality that I refused to face. I don’t want to look at the world with so many problems… job, money, future, etc… etc… etc…

And then my mother intervened again. She was the one who tried really hard to look for ads hiring an environmental science graduate. She even forced me to apply on Department stores and out of this world companies. And I don’t know how it happened, maybe out of some luck or my mother’s prayers, I got accepted in a mining company. I think it was a mixture of both luck and prayers. And my job was just awesome. It’s an application of everything that I have learned in school. It’s a 50-50 mix of field and office works so I’m quite contented with the arrangement.

Right now, I’ m enjoying the bliss of what freedom means or at least my own definition of the word. Freedom from insecurities, freedom from my addiction, freedom to choose… etc.

 I have a fulfilling job, a loving family different from your typical ones, wonderful friends who were there in every step that I took, pets who were blessed with therapeautic powers (taking all my tiredness away), and of course, HIM.  This is my definition of freedom. What more can I ask for? XD XD XD