Time flies so fast..

Time flies so quickly that it's starting to scare me. Too much thoughts that seems togo along with it.

Yes,I am earning my own buckaroos. No need to ask for pocket money. But then no savings. How how how? So many dreams yet not achieving them. Who says aging is fun? Maturity comes with it. But that means more responsibilities. Truth is, I'm scared of responsibilities.

I can't claim myself to be the most responsiblle daughter. I do slack in that area. I wish I can do more for my folks. I always think I have not given enough or done enough for them. I fell like I've neglected them by leaving far from them the last 5 years. But then again, the last 5 years living away from them had actually helped us. They finally see me as an adult. Conversations are not that restrictive anymore (sexual innuendos, drugs, expletives, explicits, etc). Very open with my relationship ups and downs with them. They listened more and I listened more.

Gone were the days of adolescents' rebellion. When once I craved for freedom, now when I have all the freedom, I don't really want it. I learn self-control. The cravings for sleeping overs at chalet parties, clubbing till morning, staying out late as I please, are no more. it was a thrill back then. Knowing the verbal and physical torments me gonna get when I got home was terrifying yet thrilling. Now, with my ability to control and abuse my own schedule, it's no fun anymore. It just tires me. I just wanna be in bed at 8pm. I like waking up in the morning and watch Dexter and Powerpuffs whilst eating Kokocrunch. I like taking naps nowadays before or after lunch