☻My Autobiography☻
Hello! My name's Den,
an 18-year-old Psycho who dreamed of becoming a super hero and who suddenly saw that the reality was completely different - he learned
that superheroes don't exist and the only person whom you can trust is none other than yourself.
I was born on the 11th day of February year 1995 and grew up in a suburban neighborhood in Puerto
Princesa which has now been surrounded by development. My mother has always been telling me that I caused her so much pain
when she was pregnant with me and I don't still mind because that was a long, long time ago. She might as well say she could've
died when she gave birth of me. If you heard these from mom, you would always want to know how she puts her story to an end.
Like any other mom she'd simply close the conversation by saying her children were the greatest gift sent by God. Haven't I
told you that my mom believes that children are like angels in disguised. You might have wondered if I really look
like one and to put mind at rest yes, I am. Kidding aside, I am the eldest among two: Breanna Mae, the one who's next to me; and
next her is the cussed still my favorite sib, John Patrick. My mom works at NCCC Mall Palawan and being more specific she manages
the School Supply and Furniture section. While my father drives a public vehicle to help my mom. The funny thing about my dad is
that cockfighting (famously known as sabong) has been a part of his life. I wonder if my dad could sleep at night without seeing
his beloved chickens. There were times that my mom nags at my dad because he can't let them go. I know both mom and I know that
he merely engaged to this kind of vice or sport I should say because he earns money from it. I can see dad's exerting much effort
to please us though.
When I was a kid people would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up and I always give the same answer - I wanted to become a lawyer but not until I've to high school where my dreams were vaguely formed with the help of my best friend whom also had become my on-again, off-again girlfriend. She had made me go in search of my true calling in life. Suddenly we broke up because (1) I thought our relationship didn't work out and I was so afraid to take risks (2) She didn't want to end up with someone who can't fight for her (3) Maybe we're not meant together: I know I did everything to make our relationship last. (Didn't I?) I just don't want to force things to happen. If it’s meant to be it will be. When we parted and when days had passed I've come to realise that my dream was formed all because of her. She made me become the person I am today. Needless to say that she's with me throughout my dreams. She'll always be special to me no matter what. Anyways, there is only one wish I would certainly pursue in behalf of my parents. I want to build them a house. It’s been my mother’s wish for which my father has failed to provide. Of course, we do have a shelter to live in but my mom wanted a house she could brag to her friends and relatives. Also, I want to send my sibling to college; both of them. I want them to have a better life in the future before I manage to settle down with a family of my own, and my house will be beautiful as my wife.
Haven’t I told you that my course somewhat deals with technology? Yah it is. Just so you know I’m currently taking up BS IT at Palawan State University. This wasn’t really my first choice. But I know this could possibly help me to find out my calling. My course requires a lot of critical thinking which I am not capable of. It sucks. It sucks like I suck at solving my own problems. Also I get too easily annoyed. I hate people who think too highly of themselves. People who smoke to think they are cool and awesome. I hate lies, but I’m a terrible liar sometimes (ok fine, I should say always). I hate being serious. I’d rather tell irrelevant matters and be frivolous because being serious is only applicable to serious matters. I don’t give the slightest bit of idea about my personal problems, even to my closest buddies. For me it’s weird to cry in front of other people. It makes me feel even more vulnerable. When I’m mad at the person, I won’t tell it to anybody. Certainly, I’d give him/her the "silent-treatment." I’m not that mean though. I don’t want to feel the feeling when my rage is taking over me. So I’d rather stay quiet.
I love music. Music’s always been there for me when I needed something to fill my emptiness. I love to hear songs from my favorite band, Maroon 5. They’always been my favorite rock band when I was younger. I love watching movies genres like scie-fi, thriller, mystery, murder and sometimes, (I hate to say this) romance (Tadadadan). I usually spend my spare time playing online games particularly Dragon Nest and sometimes LOL. Strange though it may seem, but I fell in love in love with such beauty that’s nowhere being found on somebody else - I love moon. I love the moment when it comes out from the dark vast horizon. It sounds so gay and a bit cliche though.
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