Autobiography about in 2500 words
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you have to tell about yourself
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ugh, and enough had been done to me– by people, things, the universes. But is there really enough?
I am currently 25 years old. But on a daily basis, I usually switch back and forth to some age in my life I have missed or look forward to. I act like a five year old, or think like a twelve, speak like I’m eighteen. Deliver like I’m 38. It’s kind of difficult, acting my age, I mean. I should have taken my time growing up. So I won’t have to go back to ages I’ve missed. Or to times I should have been playing and acting my own little, appropriate age. All I remember was I had sad long days and nights as a young child. I should probably take into consideration that my grandmother had a medical history of depression and it could be in my genes. I leaned towards sadness then. I was sad and mad, over my name, my skin, forehead, a lot more things that’s in my so-called life.
Anyway, the state of things’ beauty depends on my eyes now. I have a better and more stabilized view on figuring out things’ beauty or ugliness. I matured. I grew. I worked my way into being happy in simple situations and wide in my perspective. I wish now that my heart is as big as my Tatay’s. If not bigger.
I learned to love my name. I am passionate and curious about what I do—which is dancing and which is what I have been doing for 18 years now. I live far from home. My family. My mother decided this year to retire and buy a house with a good man he married last year. My youngest brother is staying with them at the new house. My older brother is staying at the old one. I am living with both Filipino and foreign housemates in a far city and a far country from the Philippines, which is the USA. I am a professional classical ballerina, and a modern and contemporary dancer. I choreograph dances, teach dance students, have my own credit card, get paid, keep in touch with friends back home and nurture my relationship with new friends here, go to a cool church on Sundays and cherish a long distance relationship with a wonderful person and theatre actor named Russell.
I met Russell almost two years ago. I was boyfriend-less for ten straight months. It was totally new to me. It was like being
I am currently 25 years old. But on a daily basis, I usually switch back and forth to some age in my life I have missed or look forward to. I act like a five year old, or think like a twelve, speak like I’m eighteen. Deliver like I’m 38. It’s kind of difficult, acting my age, I mean. I should have taken my time growing up. So I won’t have to go back to ages I’ve missed. Or to times I should have been playing and acting my own little, appropriate age. All I remember was I had sad long days and nights as a young child. I should probably take into consideration that my grandmother had a medical history of depression and it could be in my genes. I leaned towards sadness then. I was sad and mad, over my name, my skin, forehead, a lot more things that’s in my so-called life.
Anyway, the state of things’ beauty depends on my eyes now. I have a better and more stabilized view on figuring out things’ beauty or ugliness. I matured. I grew. I worked my way into being happy in simple situations and wide in my perspective. I wish now that my heart is as big as my Tatay’s. If not bigger.
I learned to love my name. I am passionate and curious about what I do—which is dancing and which is what I have been doing for 18 years now. I live far from home. My family. My mother decided this year to retire and buy a house with a good man he married last year. My youngest brother is staying with them at the new house. My older brother is staying at the old one. I am living with both Filipino and foreign housemates in a far city and a far country from the Philippines, which is the USA. I am a professional classical ballerina, and a modern and contemporary dancer. I choreograph dances, teach dance students, have my own credit card, get paid, keep in touch with friends back home and nurture my relationship with new friends here, go to a cool church on Sundays and cherish a long distance relationship with a wonderful person and theatre actor named Russell.
I met Russell almost two years ago. I was boyfriend-less for ten straight months. It was totally new to me. It was like being
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