Have you ever Googled yourself? Cringed, laughed, or suddenly thought, “Wait, am I famous and just didn’t know it?”

Well, welcome to 2025 where we don’t just Google ourselves anymore—we ChatGPT ourselves. And because I am a highly scientific researcher (read: easily distracted WFH mom with a knack for procrastination), I decided to ask ChatGPT who it thinks I am. Spoiler alert: It was…a ride. 🎢

Here’s a video of the result when I asked ChatGPT about me:

Step 1: “Dear ChatGPT, Who Is Febby?”

Armed with curiosity and a mild existential crisis, I asked ChatGPT:
“Can you tell me something about Ferbi bus connection?”
(Yes, I said “Ferbi bus connection” because apparently, even when questioning my existence, I type like I’m ordering fast food in a storm.)

To be fair, ChatGPT understood my typo (bless its silicone heart) and pulled up a profile of “Febby,” which—brace yourself—described me as:

“A multi-faceted Filipino professional known for her work as a registered social worker, freelance writer, and digital content creator, with over 7 years of experience in social work.”

Cue my best tita gasp: EXCUSE ME, SEVEN YEARS?! Try more like TEN, thank you very much. Aging gracefully here, let’s not rob me of my years of labor and lamaw lunches during fieldwork!

Step 2: Walking Down Memory Lane…or Maybe Jogging

The AI continued its Valentine letter to my career, highlighting my work in:

• Project development
• Proposal writing
• Resource mobilization
• Training module creation

Oh yes, those were the days—13 to 15 years ago when I was still elbow-deep in grassroots development and not yet a pajama-wearing laptop warrior.

Today? Total 360-degree pivot, baby. I ditched the field visits (and mosquito bites) for Upwork gigs, Zoom meetings, and a well-worn coffee mug that reads, “Don’t talk to me until I’ve muted myself on Zoom.” ☕🖥️

Step 3: Academic Glow-Up

To my surprise (and slight horror), ChatGPT also knew I held a master’s degree in Bioethics and Global Public Health.
Yes, it’s true. 👩‍🎓
Yes, my research was about teenage pregnancy in the Philippines.
Yes, I am mentally adding this to my “Reasons I’m cooler than I feel” list.

Step 4: The Internet Never Forgets (Neither Does ChatGPT)

Apparently, ChatGPT also knows I’m lurking around LinkedIn and Instagram, and that I run my humble slice of the internet via Febby Lunag Vlogs. (Sidenote: it’s comforting—and mildly creepy—to be reminded that once you upload yourself online, the internet basically says, “Mine now.”)

Bonus Fun Fact: ChatGPT now cites its sources, so it’s like having a slightly nerdy friend who not only gossips about you but also footnotes the tea. 📚👀

Final Thoughts: Should YOU ChatGPT Yourself?

YES. Absolutely. It’s free entertainment, a free therapy session, and a free roast—all in one.
Also, nothing says “I have my life together” quite like discovering you’re more impressive on paper than you feel on a random Tuesday in your pambahay.

So go ahead. ChatGPT yourself.
Laugh. Cry. Update your LinkedIn.

Then come back and tell me what you found out about yourself! 💬✨

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