I had always told myself that when I turn 27 I’m gonna buy a house, and by that I mean with a paper that has my signature on it. The house I live on has my mom’s.

Anyway, now that I’m already 25 years old, it just feels like that perfect time… although, one minor thing stands in my way, I’m broke! ahehe.

I’m usually pretty good at setting goals for myself and my parents have been supportive of me being on my own since I was four – I threatened our maid that I would leave the house if she didn’t… and my parents allowed me to (yes! they took the maid’s side… eh sa ayoko ng carrots eh) Well, I didn’t leave. Instead I came up with a plan to get the maid out of the house. Days before I turned 20, my plan succeeded.

So there. I was looking at the houses here in “the Area” and nothing seemed to fit my no-budget-policy. “Whoah, i’ll probably end up buying a house in the Philippines.”

Having a house in the Philippines is ok but I would really like to live where I could settle. A house in the Philippines would only be like a vacation pad, and I would still have to buy one out here. nyark..

Oh well, my Novermber 2009 deadline is very far. I have just enough time to device another plan for me to save and buy the house I’ve set my eyes on, and judging by the success of Oplan Alis Katulong (‘Mission – Maid Dispersal’) I think I could pull yet another mission.

I’m calling it Oplan Mama, Pautang Muna.. Ayoko pang mag-Gigolo.

End notes:
I will never afford that house.