Summertime of April, on the 19th day year 1992, I was born. I was a young baby girl and a God’s chosen gift to my parents. I was named Hannah Grace Soriano Mesde. I grew up being a Daddy’s Girl or in other words daddy’s spoiled Bratt. Ive been existing for almost 17 years since then. I was loved and cared the way I wanted to be.
During my childhood days, im an outdoor gal. I used to go anywhere, whatever happens I would just walk and walk and walk until I got satisfied of where I am. On the other side, I finished my preparatory years at Mother Montessori School, Baptista Village Elementary School from grades 3,4 and 6. I took my high school years and had finally graduated at Infant Jesus Montessori School. My first year in college I took bachelor of arts in MassCommunication but unfortunately I was not satisfied and tried to shift on Accountancy. No such luck so for now im taking bachelor of arts in Public administration.
Back to basic, I consider my self as a different girl, with regards to my uniqueness, my perspective in life, the way I want to live, and even how I face the challenges and adversaries in my life. I have lots of friends. I used to be a jolly one. I don’t want others to see me weak, humiliated and even to see me lonely. Despite of having tons of friends I am a loner inside. I just want to make myself find life in a better way. I look for the finer side when im in public, but I cry privately and would always mock myself alone. But anyway, I would always remain a hannah and I had actually left a mark on others life. I used to be their life’s clown. The word that would always mark on my heart and mind is the word “promises”. I believe that promises would always come into reality. Maybe because I grew up getting all I want and having what my parents had promised. Also I want to be judged on a fair way. No strings attached and no bias. I think women should be judged by their brains not by their builts, that’s one of my life’s word of wisdom. Even at agony and joy I would always remain the real hannah. Even at my Damsel in distress status or at my pixietale story nothing will change. Its for good and I don’t want to change my perspective just to impress somebody. Nonetheless, Im not a perfect creature so I don’t need to please everybody, I want to live by my own, to act independently. They can say anything they want to say. My words are “I Don’t Care”. I have my own perspective in life. Elsewhere, whatever. First and foremost, I hate having impersonators, copy-cats and even alike. I really want to be different. Absurd but I could prove that I am really a different one. Im too blunt and its easy for me to outburst in anger and become the maldita-type that you would never expect. Its better for me to become a bitterwoman on that particular time than to be a forever-witch.
I grew up in the church. I love being at church and most definitely I love the church. I learned, gained knowledge and wisdom from the church. At my young age my sense of responsibility was broaden. I loved to see other people laughing and laughing even until their last giggle because of me. I am not satisfied being just a second choice. Yes, I am selfish and its my weakness. I don’t want to be compared to others especially to my siblings. I hate the phrase “ako nalang”, what I mean is that I don’t want to volunteer myself. I had a low self-esteem and self-confidence. I want others to plead, and would always make me realize that I could do it. If they would not do that then, I wont believe that I could do it. I don’t just believe on my own words I need others word’s to make me feel comfortable of doing something great. Second, the phrase “youre almost alike with-“ I don’t want to be compared. Its getting steep. A place in time everything would be preserve on my mind. Its very easy for me to remember everthing.
I am fond of reading books. I love classical novels and essays. Francis Bacon, Steven Adleison, Hannah More, William Shakespeare and many more. I love the way they express their thoughts. I also love writing poems, composing songs, publishing articles, prose and narratives stories on my blog. I am also my friend’s writer. I love to renarrate their stories by means of writing them in a very informal way that they will laugh and laugh and they would remember that only hannah could do that. I write whenever I am happy, when im frustrated and when things don’t go on what I want them to be, I write when im down and have noone to talk with, I write just to ease boredom and I would always write when I feel like I am inspired for a new brand day for Love. Aside from ballpen and paper I also make my fingers busy plucking and strumming the guitar strings. I also sing but I would never loved to dance. Im not a Terpsichorean. Its my weakness. But I love Calliope, erato and Euterpe. I love History, especially world history. Greeks and Romans and the worlds differerent news. I could speak a little of Swedish, Spanish and Japanese and ofcourse English and my vernacular, Tagalog. The most simple thing that I could do and my very own forte is to talk. I would always talk and talk and talk. Its better to be absolutely ridiculous than to be absolutely boring. That’s the only thing that I could make myself busy. I love to look back to my past and reminisce everything that happened.
