Autobiography Of An Autobiography

There is a little part of me
That wants the best for you
Can’t help but wish the best was me...
I am an open book despite my puzzled look...
Coax me to confess, to all I never meant...
You’re free of my burden
But if you need me, I’ll be here
Always
You say jump....
...I say how high?
You say leave....
I say goodbye.

The Beginning
I

It is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the story of my life. I have, as it were, a superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about my childhood like a golden mist. The task of writing an autobiography is a difficult one. When I try to classify my earliest impressions, I find that a fact and fancy look alike across the years that link the past with the present. A few impressions stand out vividly from the first few years from my life but “the shadows of disappointments and getting hurt are on the rest”. Besides, many of the joys and sorrows of childhood have lost their poignancy; and many incidents of vital importance have been forgotten in the excitement of great memories. In order, therefore, not to be tedious I shall try to present in a series of sketches only the episodes that seem to me the most interesting and important.
I was born on June 2, 2000, at the San Juan De Dios Hospital, a hospital in the town of Pasay.

The family on my father’s side are natives of China, who settled in the Philippines. My grandfather, Roberto Galenzoga Hao arrived at the shores of Leyte and finally settled there. I have been told that he visited his brother to trade goods twice a year, and my grandmother has in her possession many of the letters to his family, which gave charming and vivid accounts of these trips.
My father, Alvin G. Hao, is a chef in Sydney, and my mother, Norilyn Agus...

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... basic skills of volleyball and the gist of it. Jennifer was the most extraordinary player I have ever seen. She moves with easy grace combined with her exceptional skill. From that day onwards, I have shared her love and passion for the sport and plays volleyball to this day.
My Hope for a Better Future
“Our future can be determined by us and us alone.
Ever sinceI was little I have always I am still unsure about my plans about the future but I have vague recollections of my plans from the previous years. My parents have been always telling to pursue a medical degree, and if possible an orthopaedic doctor. Now that I am in Year 9, I want to pursue a career in medicine. In my perspective, people cannot plan for an exact result; there would always be obstacles in the way no matter what. “Great Expectations lead to Disappointments.” It is the root of all heartache.