Here's another story from not so long ago. When I was ten years younger, I thought to myself that at 28 I will be successful. Scratch that, I thought at 28 I have a career, I have settled down, marriage, kids and all the works. Well, it doesn't work that way.

At 28 I realized, I didn't mature enough, or maybe still not mature enough. It feels like I just added one more year to my age and the confusion of what is adulthood still running in my head. Was it having a good paying career that you enjoy? A few savings despite drinking your night out every Friday or your weekend out of town trips? A stable relationship? Everything is full of crap!

I don't know about you but for me and some people I know, there's no "good paying career that you enjoy", there's just a 'good paying career' and a 'career that you enjoy', and this are two separate things.

The industry I belong pays well but you really have to WORK to have that kind of salary. I do enjoy my job but there is something tiring about it that I cant point out. I am confused myself don't worry. I also tried something that I enjoy but bullshit, there's not enough money coming and Im losing too much.

I hope in the future I can have that "good paying career that I can enjoy" or at least say I am satisfied with my career and that I enjoy it.

And savings? I have a few penny on my bank account. You went out every Friday? You go to weekend trips? You dine out most of the time? You shop new clothes, shoes, a new lipstick? There is no way your going to save enough, believe me. Thank God for my mom's lessons engrave in my head; "You have to save", and "Set aside a few penny from your salary" its like a song on repeat every time I use my card and so I did save a few penny.

Then there are relationships I approach defending on the situation. With friends, I have the best one's, the occasional or the so called social friends, the colleagues kind of friends etc. The best one's are those I've known for a very long time, we don't meet nor talk as much as we do but whenever we have time, its as if the years we've been apart are nothing.

The occasional or the so called social friends are those you meet online those who share the same passion/hobby as you, those you meet on events and seminars, those introduced by friends and so you became sort of friends, those you follow on social media and sort of become friends because you know what they eat that day or where they are spending their holiday etc.

Your colleagues are also friends, some are "friends", "teammate thus become a friend" and most office friends you just act civil but still considers friend. I don't know.

On the other hand boyfriends! Well, I did have some when I was younger and not yet busy, come to think of it, I haven't have one, neither entertained one in the last three years since my breakup. I meet a couple of guys from time to time since my breakup but the more numbers are added to my age, the more I seem to hesitate to enter another relationship.

When I was in high school I thought he was the one and that we would last until I get old and wrinkly. We didn't even last mid term exams.

I entered another relationship around second year of college, we were serious but we just suddenly come to terms that we are better off as good friends, and honestly, he became a really good friend.

And then there was my third and last boyfriend, I meet him at a bookstore I frequent. That was during my last semester in college. After my OJT shift I would drop by to a bookstore near my school to wait for my last subject. I was browsing some new titles on the romance section and felt like someone is looking at me, and there he was all smiles and clad in a long sleeve polo, slacks, black leather and glasses. He was already working at that time and I was mesmerize. I can still remember the warmth spreading throughout my face and thought that will be the last time I will have a glance of that hunk, turns out we will eventually meet a couple more time on that side of the bookstore.

Our relationship last for five years but things got messy. We want to think it was both our fault.

So what did I learned? I realized that first boyfriends doesn't mean to be your last and most of the time at this age you are too childish to even keep the friendship. If you cant keep the relationship going, have a moment to talk about it and see if you can remain friends, it will take time before you can face each other as friends but its worth the try. Relationships, no matter how long you've been together will sometimes face a challenge, you have to face this battle alone and then together and accept that there are wars that you really cant win.

Family. This relationship becomes hard when it starts to grow. Siblings for example, when we are young, we get annoyed on simple things like not sharing toys or candies. Borrowing clothes, bags and shoes without telling the other person - younger sister, anyone-. Not helping the young one's with the subjects your good at but they aren't. That kind of stuff.

But as we get older, although we don't fight much and still bicker over simple things like kids, adult problems are unavoidable. One example and honestly the only thing Im currently annoyed and happy is having a sibling-in-law.

Someone you don't grow up with and only meet for a very numbered occasions for the past few years can be messy and confusing. At some point we are in good terms, I mean really really really good terms and then suddenly that person wont talk to you. One time you are on social media and coincidentally saw that persons latest post and it seems like its about you and the members of your family. What the fuck right?

Anyway, that's life and I am not someone who likes confrontations especially to someone who posts their personal problems on social media.

When I turned 28 I have a mixed-up feeling of rainbows and butterflies, of gray skies and spiders and a lot of things.

Let me tell you my 2016 story; I was employed at the start of the year, remember my story of being jobless at 27? Well, I got a job offer sometime around December.

I was so happy, imagine being holed up in your room on your own for almost a year, working for eight to twelve hours depending on the number of clients or projects I take, that's freelancing for you. Im not regretting that, I meet a few new faces thru Skype, learned new things about the industry I belong thru constant online meetings and seminars held by the company Im working.

Anyway, so I was employed, started working on the first working day of January, meet new colleagues and become a part of a quirky but cool team. Months pass and honestly, I don't think its going to work. I love the community, I love my teammates but my tasks are going in circles, the client I was working with wants us to do tasks that are no longer working, we would suggest new things but then again, go back to where we started. But since I love the working community I continued with the hope that things will get better. It did not.

And now here I am again, back to being a freelancer. The good thing is, I learned something, God probably wants something else from me.