The inevitable day has finally come! Today marks my 30th birthday. Reaching the "big thirty" and still single means that I'm nearing off the calendar. Being an only child, I guess my parents are already freaking out! hahaha.. If anyone would ask me now if I'm starting to panic that I reached 30, my answer would be both yes and no for two different reasons. Contrary to what others may feel, I'm not pressured that I'm still single at 30. Yes, I've been hurt deeply by my past relationships but I'm not bitter. I have moved on. I've just learned not to rush love at all and just wait for God's gift to come along, in His own time. It is one of the uncontrollable aspects of life and I just want to let things happen, if it's meant to happen. On the other hand, I do feel anxious about the future that at my age, I have nothing. I have nothing in terms of investment and financial security. It should have been attainable if I have set my goal, if I had the will and the self-discipline. I should have made this thing happen.
