Along with being too camera-shy, I also happen to be:
I struggle to mention my qualities without feeling like I'm bragging, which is not my style. However, I can tell you that I enjoy helping people and I almost can't ever bring myself to say no when asked for help, regardless of who's asking, or when. Sometimes, that really sucks. For me. On the other hand, you'll always know that if you desperately need someone to model a dress or lingerie for you, I'll be there to get you a mirror.
I don't believe in Karma as the Buddhists do, where a person's actions affect not only their current life but also future lives, but I do believe that you get out what you put in. So, I put in respect, honesty and integrity, and expect the same in return. I once put in an axolotl, a platypus and a blob fish (not recommended).
When I'm in group settings with loud talkers, I tend to observe more than partake and that may appear as me being anti-social, but most likely it's just I've observed that your girlfriend's boyfriend is an egotistical, emotionally immature, inevitably abusive bully, and I'm trying to figure out why she's not kicking him in the crotch right now, ensuring that he doesn't breed, and if I should do it for her.
I like speed and I've gone at least as fast as 140 in a 600hp truck I used to own and drag race, and will own again one day. I also like it if I don't crash.
I have fondly remembered a time and place where people cut their own grass, clean their own houses, make their beds every morning, put the toilet lid down, raise their children on garden fresh vegetables instead of candy, wash their hands before handling food, keep the cap on the milk jug, train their pets to behave (and their children, which should go without saying, but these days...), value self-sufficiency, prefer homes that are cozy to those that echo, and getting high or intoxicated isn't a prerequisite to having a good time... and then I woke up.
Several times, I have lifted and carried the 350lb. transmission from my truck, by myself. This does not do pleasant things to my body, and you may find yourself saying to me, "Hey, my eyes are up here", not because I don't want to take my eyes off of your chest, but because that's as high as I can see until my spine stops being shaped like a pretzel.
I'm not overbearingly cheerful, but I don't get too down about things, because I am a problem solver. No matter what the problem, if I don't immediately come up with a solution, just give me some time. As such, if you are of the solution solver variety, that is, one who finds problems to solutions to avoid taking action and changing things, especially when that change has to come from within yourself, then I shall also solve my problem of you by making us single.
When I have a job to do, I'm all about gettin'er done. Perhaps we can help with each others' to-do lists, finish them in half the time and spend the rest of the day on a hike, looking for rattlesnakes to take pictures of. Fun, yes?
You may come home one day to find I've chopped down your dead tree, made firewood, kindling and a chopping block, made a pet out of that black bear that keeps coming into the city (his name is Bob), and made myself an ice cube igloo in your back yard because it was a sweltering 75 degrees and I was homesick.
I'm the guy your mother wishes you were dating.