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My self-summary

I dance. Ballroom, salsa, twerking? You name it, I'll do it. If you wanna challenge me, watch out: I can moonwalk.

The quick and dirty. I'm a 26 year old working on a career changing post-bacc in the Bay Area. I'm Korean-American, barely bi-lingual, and my hair is apparently either asian moviestar-caliber or a relic from Prohibition-Era USA. I'll take what I can get.

I'm a curious guy, I like learning and love growing and evolving as human being in all respects.

I sing in the shower. I love dogs but have a love/hate thing with cats since I'm allergic. Interested in people, finding humor in life, new foods, urban exploration, and brainstorming the facilitation of the adoption of universal healthcare in America, real talk.

Grew up in LA, suck at surfing, a sucker for sexual euphemisms (take a long hard look and you might see me coming), and I've got a weakness for shitty greasy fast food in my mouf.

Fine dinin' at El Taco Bello anyone?
What I’m doing with my life
During the day I work part time with mi compadres in Korea, volunteer, and take pre-reqs for medschool cuz I got medschool on my mind and my mind on applying to medschool.

At night oh you know, trouble, dancing naked and pretending I'm Nicki Minaj, the usual.
I’m really good at
- Making birds levitate.
- Recreating your childhood nightmares on snapchat using only my face.
- Exploiting/making my own dancefloor. I tend to get bored while cooking so kitchens have become my sacred stomping grounds.
- Shamelessness on said dancefloor. idgafos
- Delaying sleep by clicking one more link.
- Driving stick and treating autos like sticks. I've got a prehensile fixation. Hold me.
The first things people usually notice about me
- The junk in my trunk. Thanks, I grew it all on my own.
- My youthful appearance even for an Asian dude. The secret is that instead of crow's feet around my eyes, I've got a crow's beak, one big one that gets longer and thicker with age...There's a joke somewhere here but it only leads to sadness and tears.

Moving on.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Dystopian fiction, the Classics, Dumas, Wells, Atwood, Vonnegut, Camus, Gabriel Garcia Marquez. My guilty pleasure book porn read right now is the GRRM and A Song of Fire and Ice. Also dabble in feminist literature, but I'm a beginner.

Movies: Mostly 80s and 90s flicks. Princess Bride, Heat, Total Recall, Point Break, Dirty Dancing (anything with THE SWAYZE rip), The Fifth Element, Blade Runner, LA Confidential, FREAKING <3 TERMINATOR 2, Goodfellas, Pulp Fiction, Bloodsport, Inception, etc. Also, I'm like the statue of liberty when it comes to horror films i.e., "give me the wretched refuse from your teeming shore." And goddamn is it teeming. Still, I watch em all and take it like a champ.

Music: EDM, House a la Dillon Francis, Avicii, Alesso, Zedd, Trap, Rap and Hip Hop (Drake, Kendrick Lamar, J. Cole), anything with a rhythm. Gotta booty pop!

Shows: Game of Thrones. Game of Thrones. Game of Thrones. And Game of Thrones.

Did I forget to mention Game of Thrones? Because Game of Thrones. I may be a masochist. Also Archer.
Six things I could never do without
1. My bouldering gym membership. The weight room is always empty because peep this, everyone else goes to climb, the suckers! I think I used my membership once to boulder, true story.
2. I live to dance baby so I guess anything that without would stop me from doing just that. So food and oxygen... and like... my body. Deep, I know.
3. Fashion, clothes from thriftstores. But this is Berkeley, so I gotta cut em' up first to express my individuality.
4. Self-respect. I don't play when it comes to respect, give or take.
5. Positivity and DER WILLE ZER MACHT. That's my jam and if you can't deal then get outta my face.
6. Canned, cheesy, and nerdy pickup lines for example "Ey gurl, do you have 11 protons?"

"Because you're sodium fine."

I'll see myself out.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
- Why saying "I am gullible" really slowly sounds like "Potato." Amazing.
- Gender politics and feminism. A friend of mine recently introduced me to the concept of male privilege and I had a serious Plato's Cave/Rawl's Veil of Ignorance/choose-your-own pretentious-sounding-esotericism moment. For real though, my mind was blown.
- All the delicious foods I can't eat because holy shit SF is expensive.
- This track playing at H&M is the shiznit.
On a typical Friday night I am
- *in a low ominous voice* Slowin' down, grabbin' a wall, and wigglin' like I'm tryin to make my ass fall off.
- Boozing it up at the local watering hole, belting out Journey on the karaoke machine, and getting fancy with late night Taco Bell. I forget myself, El Taco Bella.
- Climbing every so often. I know, I LIED.
- Being a weirdo. Get on my level.

Sidenote: Professional obligations and deadlines override the above.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Sometimes my eyes start to sweat when I watch the likes of Titanic, etc. Don't know what that's about.
You should message me if
- You want to tell me how dopey my face is. It's cool, we can start from there.
- You have the balls to message first.
- You don't literally have balls.
- You need a belay partner. My routes are 5.11/12-ish and some V3s. Let's climb!
The two of us