Hello.

A little about me

I'm a student. That's probably enough information about that.

I'm also extremely curious. Sometimes annoyingly so.

If I don't understand something, I have a hard time just leaving it alone. I'll search for the answer, find an explanation, discover something in the explanation that I also don't understand, search that, and suddenly the original question has turned into an hour of reading.

This happens a lot.

My interests are kind of all over the place. I like computers and technology. I play chess. I follow Formula One. I like history, economics, law, politics, movies, books, and a bunch of other things depending on what I'm currently obsessed with.

I don't think I'm particularly unusual for having a lot of interests. The only problem is that I want to understand all of them at the same time.

There are not enough hours in a day for this.

I like learning

I know that sounds like something you're supposed to write in a school essay.

But I genuinely do.

What I don't always like is studying. Those are two very different things.

I can spend two hours reading about something completely unnecessary because I got curious about it, then somehow struggle to convince myself to spend thirty minutes reviewing something I'm actually supposed to know.

I'm working on that.

Grades matter to me. Probably more than I'd like them to sometimes. If I get a low score, my first thought is usually that I didn't work hard enough.

But I don't want my education to eventually become a collection of numbers on a piece of paper. I want to actually know things.

I want to be able to explain why something works instead of remembering the correct answer long enough to put it on an exam. I want to ask questions. I want to disagree when I have a good reason to disagree. And I want to be comfortable saying "I don't know" when I genuinely don't know.

There is so much stuff I don't know.

The more I learn, the more obvious that becomes.

And I think that's one of the best parts of learning. An answer usually doesn't close the door. It opens three more. You start with one question, learn enough to realize the subject is much bigger than you thought, and suddenly there are new things to understand. I used to think knowing more would make the world feel simpler. Somehow it has done the opposite, and I mean that in a good way.

I don't want curiosity to disappear just because learning becomes more serious or more difficult. If anything, I want to protect it. I would rather keep asking questions that occasionally make me look clueless than become too embarrassed to ask them at all.

There is also something satisfying about finally understanding something that looked impossible a few hours earlier. Not memorizing the sentence that gives you the point on a test, but reaching the moment where you can explain it in your own words and it actually makes sense. Those are the moments that make all the confused questions beforehand worth it.

I change my mind a lot

Not about everything.

But enough.

There are things I believed a few years ago that I wouldn't defend today. There are probably things I believe while writing this that I'll eventually realize were wrong too.

That's fine. Actually, I hope that happens.

It would be pretty depressing if the version of me writing this somehow represented the intellectual peak of my entire life.

I don't want to become someone who keeps defending an opinion just because it's my opinion.

If I'm wrong, I'm wrong.

Give me better evidence and enough time to be stubborn about it first. Then I'll probably change my mind.

Things I like

Computers are probably somewhere near the top.

I've always liked messing around with technology, especially when I can make something myself. This website is actually a good example.

I am absolutely not going to pretend I built every part of this from scratch while sitting in a dark room typing mysterious commands into a terminal.

A lot of this website has basically been:

"Okay, what happens if I do this?"

followed occasionally by:

"Oh no."

And then fixing whatever I broke.

Somehow, ferdiglenn.com exists now.

I also like chess, although chess has a wonderful way of making you feel intelligent for about five minutes before informing you that you are, in fact, an idiot.

I follow Formula One too. I can happily spend an unreasonable amount of time thinking about racing strategy, cars, drivers, circuits, and why someone should or should not have pitted twelve laps ago.

I like stories. Books, movies, television—anything with characters or worlds interesting enough that I keep thinking about them afterward.

Basically, if something gives me another thing to think about, there's a decent chance I'll like it.

Faith

I'm Catholic.

My relationship with faith wasn't always straightforward.

There was a time when I was hesitant about religion in general. I had questions about it, and I still have questions now.

Eventually, though, I started learning more about Christianity and about Jesus. Something clicked.

I don't think it was one dramatic moment where suddenly everything made sense. It was more gradual than that.

One thing that really stayed with me was how much of Christianity comes back to something incredibly simple: love.

Love God. Love your neighbor. Forgive people. Help people. Don't treat someone as less human because they have less than you.

Simple sentences. Much harder in practice.

I'm definitely not going to use this section to pretend I'm some exceptionally holy person. I'm not. I'm still figuring things out, and I still fail at things I know I should do better.

But my faith has become an important part of how I understand my life. And I'm glad it did.

Why the lamb?

You might have noticed the little lamb around this website.

It's not completely random.

The lamb is a Christian symbol that reminds me of Jesus—particularly Jesus as the Lamb of God. That's where the idea originally came from.

I wanted something connected to my faith, but I didn't want a huge religious symbol stamped across everything I make. I wanted something small, quiet, and meaningful to me.

So, a lamb.

And honestly, I also just think the little guy is cute.

That's basically the whole story.

If you see him somewhere around the site, now you know why he's there. And if you've somehow made it all the way to the bottom of this website, you'll get to meet him properly.

I have big dreams

Some of them are really big.

I'm intentionally not putting all of them here.

Partly because I value some privacy, and partly because I think there are some things I'd rather do than announce.

But I do want my life to amount to something useful.

I don't mean that everyone has to know my name. Fame by itself seems like a pretty terrible measurement of whether somebody lived a meaningful life.

I mean useful in the literal sense.

Did I help?

Did something become better because I was there?

Did I leave something behind that mattered to somebody other than me?

I don't know what the answers to those questions will be yet.

I've got time.

Home

I love the Philippines.

There are things about this country that make me incredibly proud and things that make me incredibly frustrated. Sometimes both on the same day.

I don't think loving your country requires pretending everything about it is great. If anything, wanting something to improve usually means you care about what happens to it.

There are a lot of problems here. Some are obvious. Some are complicated. Some have existed for longer than I've been alive.

I don't have magical solutions for them.

I do think we can do better.

That's probably all I want to say about politics on my homepage. There are enough political websites on the internet already.

Growing up is weird

I don't know when exactly you're supposed to start feeling like an adult.

I'm still waiting.

Growing up seems to mostly consist of slowly discovering that all these things somebody else used to worry about are now things you have to worry about.

Money. Time. Decisions. Responsibilities. What you're going to do with your life.

Fun stuff.

At the same time, there's something nice about it. My life increasingly feels like something that belongs to me.

I get to decide what matters to me. I get to decide what kind of person I want to become. I get to make choices, make mistakes, learn from them, and occasionally make the exact same mistake again because apparently the first lesson wasn't sufficient.

I don't know exactly what my life will look like five or ten years from now. I have plans. Reality has a habit of modifying plans.

We'll see.

Why does this website exist?

Like I said at the beginning:

I thought owning ferdiglenn.com would be cool.

That's genuinely how this started.

But I think I've grown attached to the idea of having my own little place online.

Social media profiles don't really feel like yours. You're borrowing a page inside somebody else's platform.

This feels different.

I can make this page look however I want. I can add something completely unnecessary because I think it's funny. I can remove it tomorrow. I can write three paragraphs about something nobody asked about.

There is no algorithm I need to please.

Nobody needs to follow me.

There isn't even really a point.

It's just mine.

I like that.

Maybe I'll keep this website for a very long time. If I do, I hope it changes with me.

It would be fun to come back here years from now and see what I was thinking about.

Maybe I'll cringe at some of it.

Actually, that's almost guaranteed.

Hi, future me.

Please don't delete everything.

One more thing about the writing

I should probably say this clearly: AI helped me write and shape parts of this website.

That doesn't mean I handed a machine an empty page and asked it to invent a person for me. The ideas here, the opinions, the stories, the things I care about, and the general way I want to present myself are mine. AI helped me organize them, expand some thoughts, find clearer wording, and turn a lot of scattered ideas into something that reads like an actual page.

I don't really want to hide that. In fact, pretending otherwise would feel much stranger than simply admitting I used a tool that was useful to me.

There is a lot of understandable anxiety around AI. It can be used lazily. It can be wrong. It can make things that feel generic, and it absolutely shouldn't replace your own judgment. But I also don't think the answer is to automatically hate anything made with AI or assume that using it means a person contributed nothing.

A calculator doesn't decide what problem matters. A camera doesn't decide what memory is worth keeping. A word processor doesn't decide what somebody believes. Tools can change how we make things without removing the person behind them.

For this page, I still decide what stays, what gets deleted, what sounds like me, and what doesn't. If a sentence technically sounds better but stops feeling like something I would say, I would rather change it.

So yes, AI helped write this. But the essence of it is me. Maybe that's the more useful question anyway—not whether a tool was involved, but whether the person using it still thought about what they wanted to say.

I also think we're going to have to get better at making that distinction. “Made with AI” can describe wildly different things. It can mean pressing one button and publishing whatever comes out. It can also mean spending hours giving your own ideas, rejecting bad wording, rewriting paragraphs, checking whether something is true, changing the tone, and using AI somewhere in that process. Treating those as exactly the same doesn't make much sense to me.

I don't think AI deserves automatic praise either. It's a tool, and tools can be used badly. What matters to me is whether it helps a person think, create, learn, or communicate without quietly replacing the judgment that made the work theirs in the first place.

Anyway…

You've reached the bottom.

I'm genuinely surprised.

I don't know how you ended up here. Maybe you know me. Maybe you searched my name. Maybe I sent you this website myself and then forced you to look at it.

Or maybe the internet somehow dropped you here.

Either way, thanks for visiting.

There's more to me than what I've written on this page, obviously. And that's intentional. I like sharing pieces of my life online, but I also think some parts of a person's life should simply remain theirs.

So this is not my life story.

It's just a little introduction.

I'm Ferdi Glenn.

And this is my little corner of the internet.