My Autobiography

An X-ray of my heart and Soul
By Jelly Villamayor ❤
“A very whimsical thinker, this girl is filled with wonderful, inspiring,

interesting, and beautiful thoughts. Sweet and loving, jolly and cheerful, high-
spirited and sparkling, Jelly Villamayor is a very admirable person.”
--David Yanga, A write-up about Jelly Villamayor (2009)
How would I know I’m on the right path? How could my experiences help me
in becoming successful? Am I well equipped? Maybe I need to go to a specialist, and
have my heart and soul examined? Is that even possible? Well, here’s an attempt to
look at my personal foundations starting from my family ties, educational
achievements, and inspirational goals in life.
Let’s begin with my family. My dad, Gideon is always a temperate man. My

mother, Laila is quite the worrier, and my brother, Jayel is the coolest big brother
ever. They are and will always be my safe haven. I am who I am because of what
I’ve learned at home. My mom and dad never failed to correct my mistakes as a
child. We were loved by our parents but they never showed lack of discipline when
my older brother and I were mischievous and disobedient. They taught us how to
respect other people, share our toys with friends, care for our neighbors with
kindheartedness and inspired us to live faithfully and conscientiously.
I remember at the age of three, my parents decided to send me to a learning

center. It was formerly known as Angel of Wisdom Learning Center, now Angono
Christian School, Inc. I love my first teachers; they were kind, cheerful and funny.
They were able to make me read and write excellently during my nursery days.
Then I went to St. Martin Montessori School, were I knew I would spent my entire
elementary days with enthusiasm. I was involved in various activities and contests. I
became a consistent honor roll student from 2nd grade to 6th grade. Though I hope I
wouldn’t sound unfair, but allow me to say that, “High School is the best!” I went to
Angono Private High School from first year to fourth year. In this school, I was
molded to be competent, dynamic and interactive. The atmospheres in all our
classes were always intense. We compete, battle and test the limits of our abilities,
which I think, made me strive to do my very best.
I was having so much fun, when I realized I had to get out of high school and
move on to college. I went to Miriam College, a Catholic private school for girls. It
was the school I chose because I wanted to take AB-International Studies. I majored
in International Politics and minored in Peace Studies. College is a whole lot
different from grade school and high school. If in grade school, you have nice
teachers, and in high school they spoon feed you, well in college, some professors
would give you one ‘hell’ of a roller coaster ride. Although, the best thing about
college is the freedom to make fanatical decisions: whether to cut a class or just
face that terrifying professor; to party on a Friday night or to just burnout your mind
for possible thesis proposals; to buy a nice dress or just purchase the required book
for Economics; to ride a jeepney or to just take a cab; to go home or to just stay at a
classmate’s house for being way to drunk; to smoke or not to smoke; to save your
allowance or to just spend it for a Signature Hot Chocolate in Starbucks; and lastly,
whether to plead in front of a professor or just accept that you got an F on his/her
class.
But I guess, time passed by too quickly for me, I never even realized that my
school days were over. With a blink of an eye, everything changed. In my 22 years
on earth, I’ve learned how to value things in life and how to enjoy the good and the
bad experiences. Without helping my own self, I bet I’ll only stay on the same
ground again and again. Without my experiences, I wouldn’t be who I am right now.
I wouldn’t accomplish my dreams and have a job. Without the training I’ve got from
my family and previous schools, I would just be another person, scared to find the
place where I belong and where I should be.
I’ve also realized that life is about dealing with the difficulties that it throws at
you. If you are not emotionally strong, you will fall apart and collapse in a heap,
unable to fulfill any of your dreams. If I was weak, I wouldn’t be able to finish my
studies because I might just give up and stop dreaming. But I did not! I knew that I
still have a long way to go—life for me is just starting to get better and exciting. By
giving my best in school, I am now able to reap the fruits of my labor—a decent job,
and a happy life. I am full of dreams, and I will always strive to live everyday to the
fullest. Plus, I have my mom, my dad, my brother, and now my boyfriend, to support
me along the way.
I won’t give an ending to this story, because I know that I still have a long
way to go, so I’ll just end it with a few thoughts: I believe that, no matter how strong
the current in the river is, the more we should paddle and fight it. If we have visions
and dreams, don’t declare que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be…Instead, think
and act with intelligence, make plans, ask God and your family for support then stay
focused on your goals and aspirations. It’s just like what Whoopy Goldberg said in
the movie, Sister Act, “If you want to be somebody, if you want to go somewhere,
you better wake up and pay attention.”

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An X-ray of my heart and Soul

“A very whimsical thinker, this girl is filled with wonderful, inspiring,

Let’s begin with my family. My dad, Gideon is always a temperate man. My

I remember at the age of three, my parents decided to send me to a learning

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