I'm an active person. It's how I relate to the world. I want to be physical with people and things! I try new things on a regular basis, and can't wait for you to show me what makes you fall in love with the world.

School is rarely a priority I've found - in the past six months I've gone from a depressed two-dimensional scholar-athlete to a person who has never been more satisfied with their life. I do what I want, when I want, and I'm trying my hardest to be more impulsive.

Yeah, if you've made it this far, you also might realize I'm not the best at making people "get" me. I unintentionally confuse myself as well, some times.

I want to be a doctor. So now I know where I want to go, but I have no clue how I'm going to get there. Where will I end up? Who will be there with me?

I've found myself falling in love with bikes. Biking. The Tour de France. I wonder if it's to replace my love for Rowing?

I'm a Senior at Stanford University, trying to go to Medical School. Before that though, I'm taking a year to see America; everywhere I've passed up going for the past 15 years.

I'm training for Triathlons and the C.R.A.S.H.-B. sprints this year, while trying to find time to get out and spend time with my first love, the Mountains.

Anything that involves my body. I can dance, cook, swim, bike, climb, and more.

Making people feel welcome and involved, excited about what we're doing.

My confidence and lack of fashion sense.

Or my thinking face. Apparently I scowl.

Books: The Portrait of Dorian Grey (Wilde), The Fall (Camus), The Long Walk (Rawicz), World War Z

Movies: A Scanner Darkly, Boondock Saints, Repo! The Genetic Opera, Tank Girl

Music: The Decemberists, Death Cab for Cutie, The Crux, Rock n' Roll Soldiers, Kings of Nuthin'

Food: Vegetables, Fruits, Dairy, meat...that's most of them, isn't it? Basically - I love food in all its forms. There's nothing quite so satisfying as making a meal out of just what you have in the fridge.

-The Sun
-Mountains (real ones. Not like on the east coast)
-Birkenstocks (a home for my feet)
-A Gas cooking range (fuck electric)
-Lists
-Touch (Hugs, hands, piles, cuddling, kissing and more)

The world. How I relate to it. What is our place in it? How the hell did we get where we are?

Relationship politics. Why does one person seem to end up more attracted? Why do we get jealous? Why can't I seem to find someone as open to the thoughts of open relationships and Polyamory as myself?

Dynamics. Why do people change when around others? Why do certain topics ALWAYS come up? Why is it so strange to others that I seem to have a very feminine side?

Tattoos. I have one. I want three more. I know what they are. I don't know where they go.

I believe strongly in Polyamory and open relationships, and have successfully maintained long-term partners in the past.

You need a playmate, a friend, a lover. Someone who doesn't dismiss anything as silly or unimportant.

Or even just someone to finish your lunch when you're already too full.