- A little attitude adjustment. I noticed that I get so pissed off easily. Like, I'm a freakin' ticking bomb; press one wrong button and you can send me off exploding in your face. So yes, I need to change this because it's immature. It's okay to show a little emotion but hey, I can't always show it. There's a right time and right place (and right people) for it. I need to learn to bottle it up, just suck it up and plaster a freakin' smile on my face. Because that's the grown up thing to do.
- Balance saving and spending. Ahhh, this elusive ability. It's not like I tried... I have, really. But by the end of the year, I lose track of everything because of impromptu travels, impulsive buys, etcetera, etcetera. My uncle taught me something: Out of your salary, take 20% off of it - that's your savings, take 10% - that's for charity or church, the rest is your spending allowance. Doesn't sound so bad, right?
- No excuses, no regrets. Ever since I was a child, I remember having a retort for everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. It was cute for a two year old. But that talent developed into something that's not so cute at all: I had an excuse for everything. Forgot to do the laundry? I was so tired because of work. Forgot to pay the bills? I had a lot of things on my plate, give me a break. Forgot to greet my uncle? Well, he forgot my birthday too. I mean, come on Pao, you're a grown up, you have responsibilities. I get it that you get tired too, but don't all people do? And do you see them forgetting to pay the bills. Just... Man up, grow up, quick!
- Unhinge and detach. This has always been an inert fault of mine. When I get close to people, I get so naggy and clingy and just plain awful. I know that this is the main reason why most of my relationships do not work: I nag people into unloving me. I am in love with a wonderful man and I don't want to screw it up because I think he might be the one (insert more cheesiness here). It's just that I think I'm fine when I'm on my own, but when I enter into a relationship, something ticks in me that turns me into a "scary version of myself" (Emma, No Strings Attached). I'm lucky to have this person who puts up with my tantrums, but I have to make myself better for this to last.
Now playing: John Mayer - Why Georgia
