It's been a month since university started, and I haven't updated my blog. Coincidentally, the school assigned us to write a personal autobiography, so I figured I'd post a copy here too. But this time I ran it through AI—I was too lazy to rewrite it myself. I used AI to remove some things that aren't convenient to make public, while trying to preserve as much of what I originally wrote as possible—

Personal Autobiography

1. Earliest Memories

My memories from before I was eight or nine are a bit scattered, but I can still recall a few things.

I went through a lot during this period. I moved to Shenzhen to settle down when I was nine, so before that I frequently traveled back and forth between my hometown Qingyuan and Shenzhen. This period was also relatively carefree, and I think it was a key stage in my development.

Let me start with kindergarten. There were things that made me happy, but also plenty of embarrassing moments. If I go in chronological order, I should probably write about the embarrassing stuff first. I'm someone with a strong urge to share things. Even though I sometimes try my best to suppress it, I can never hold out for more than a few days—that's true now, and it was true back then. I remember in the junior kindergarten class, our teacher was about to play music for us. I don't know if I was just having a moment or what, but according to my family, who bring this up often, I wanted the teacher to play what I wanted to hear. The teacher refused, so I just cried my eyes out. Haha, that's one of my earliest memories. I honestly don't remember what I was thinking at the time, but I know this vague memory has stayed with me ever since. It seems I began learning to restrain my impulses, feeling ashamed of my behavior in a way I never had before. But perhaps this is also the earliest verifiable evidence that my urge to share existed.

Also during this period, my mom often got off work late and worked overtime a lot. I spent most of my time with my maternal grandmother. When she picked me up from school, she often praised me, and the teachers also liked to tell her that I was polite and smart. Once, my grandmother and I were walking with one of her good friends. Her friend deliberately pointed at the sign at the kindergarten's main entrance that said "入口" (Entrance) and asked me why "人口" (population) was written there. When I explained the difference between the characters "入口" and "人口," they all loved praising me like that. I felt quite embarrassed.

2. Personal Growth

There are a few other things I remember that I won't put in the section above. Some of them happen to connect with my upbringing, so I'll save the story about my birth for a little later.

I used to cry and throw tantrums a lot when things didn't go my way, and I often argued with my mom. This was also during kindergarten, probably when I was three or four. Whenever I argued with my mom and my dad was in Qingyuan, he would tell me that a man should be reasonable and not cry and make a fuss. I remember my dad always had a strict image in my mind back then. Of course, I don't disagree with anything my dad said. Over time, I came to feel more and more that what he said made a lot of sense—at least subconsciously, I really identified with his logic. But that didn't mean I became happier during that stage. Because—from what I remember—my mom didn't seem like someone who reasoned things out. Whenever I made a mistake, she would either drag me outside the door and leave me there crying alone, or when we were out and I didn't do what she wanted, she would ignore me or scold me in public. This made me resent my mom for a long time. On top of that, my mom was older—she was already forty when she had me—and that stifled feeling made me miserable for a long time. It was a knot in my heart. Later, my mom started giving me the silent treatment for an entire day whenever I did something wrong. I never knew what had touched a nerve with her, but I gradually learned to read the room and do my best not to make her angry.

Fortunately, all of the above vanished after a certain exam in my second year of high school. It was like waking from a long dream—my mom became very kind. When I made mistakes, she would patiently guide me to correct them. She no longer scolded me when I did poorly on exams; she just encouraged me to improve. And I became more and more understanding of my mom.

As for my birth, I don't seem to know much about it. I only know that late 2007 was the coldest time in our area. We all know that during the 2008 Spring Festival travel rush, the heavy snow in Guangzhou turned our country into an infrastructure powerhouse overnight. So during that period, my family told me I was born in a very, very cold winter. And it was in the morning, around seven o'clock, right around sunrise—the coldest time of day...

As for my position in the family, it can't be summed up simply. I feel like my status went from high to low, then back up again. The low point was probably from elementary school through middle school. During that time, my requests were often denied, which gave rise to a lot of thoughts I shouldn't have had. I never touched a phone before middle school. It just so happened that I had a lot of creative incentives on Bilibili, so I started buying all kinds of second-hand devices on Zhuanzhuan and Xianyu. Every time my mom found one, she would smash it, and I would immediately buy a new one. I clearly remember at least 15 devices being smashed, and I bought nearly 40 devices in total. Some weren't smashed but sold off by me personally. To be honest, I would even lurk on the Coolapk platform to buy devices at their cheapest and sell them at their most expensive. Just doing that, I probably earned over a thousand yuan for myself. This has made me obsessed with technology now. I'm always flashing ROMs and tinkering with electronic gadgets. The high point of my status is now—from my senior year of high school to the present. My family cares more and more about my opinions, and I feel like life has become less of a struggle. I've started working hard at my studies.

3. Self-Description and Evaluation

I see there's an "interests" section here, and I've already mentioned quite a bit. Let me add a little more. I'm different from most people my age. At least so far, I still haven't found anyone like me who almost never plays games. As for why I say "almost," I remember there was a major incident in first grade or maybe the senior kindergarten class. I secretly took 10 yuan from my mom's Alipay to buy the bomb bird in Angry Birds, I think. After my mom found out, she scolded me harshly. I've forgotten the specific details, but ever since then, I haven't touched games.

My current interests are video editing, following the latest AI news and international news, playing with Vibe Coding (AI development), doing server operations, building websites, and using AI to do everything. I believe AGI (Artificial General Intelligence) will be achieved in the near future. I shouldn't go into too much detail about these things—not because I can't, but because once I start, it won't be something I can finish in just a few thousand words...

As for interpersonal relationships, frankly, they're not great. Actually, before high school they were excellent—I had many friends. In high school, some people spread rumors, and someone with a good reputation in the class led others in ostracizing me (just because I like anime/ACG culture). After the class was reorganized, I was still affected by people from my original class, and I didn't have a good time. At the very least, all the girls acted like they had a grudge against me (I never had any conflicts or interactions with them—to be precise, in those three years we barely exchanged a word, so being ostracized felt rather baffling). Fortunately, the boys in our class were quite united and didn't form cliques. Even though they liked talking about games and we had no common topics, they treated me well and didn't completely abandon me to the abyss of loneliness. But there are some wounds I can feel—my constant urge to share, my endless drive to challenge myself and delve into fields my peers don't understand, my desperate need to prove myself, and my habit of always posting on social media. I know this might not be great, but I genuinely can't help sharing my achievements. However, I will hold the bottom line: I will never disclose confidential information, and I will never talk about others in any setting. Because I know very well that doing so would inflict wounds on others that are hard to heal. I don't want anyone to feel ignored, betrayed, or hurt.

And at the same time, this—is also the challenge I face...

So I hope to continue leveraging my areas of expertise to contribute to the school, teachers, and classmates. To let others genuinely feel that sincerity and kindness can give people hope.

4. Plans for University Study and Life

I think what I've said above covers most of it. Contributing to others as much as I can is my methodology. In terms of academics, I will spare no effort in acquiring knowledge and strive to achieve something meaningful. In terms of interpersonal relationships, I will work hard to make more friends...

As for the advantages I currently have, I think I've already described them in detail above. I hope to learn suitable study methods for university as early as possible, and I also hope to receive attention and support from others.

That's all.

Note: This is a school assignment, so it's not convenient to publish the full version on my blog. This is a public version edited by AI. As requested, I kept Shenzhen, Qingyuan, ages, Bilibili, amounts of money, platform names, and other details; the section about classmates was not changed. Only one sentence related to family health privacy was removed, and everything else was preserved as much as possible.