It'd be a disaster if you took what people write on this too seriously. So take it easy, smile and may be laugh about it.
I am in love with concerts, architecture, back-packing in countries solo in Europe and South America, mingling, blending into different cultures and new things. Everybody is going to claim to be adventurous. I mean, c'mon, this is the freakin' Internet!
I lived in San Diego as a kid, spent my higher education life in Orange County, worked in downtown in Los Angeles. Some how I ended up in SF, trying to find my niche here.
I'm aware of global social injustice and the oppression of innocent people. It motivates me to create a positive impact in any shape or form. And so I constantly read a lot of literature about different countries cultural societies, social classes, race, gender, religious inequalities, human trafficking, foreign policy, and animals cruelty... bla bla bla. Bored already? I always wanted to be journalist, but I have bills and so I design bridges, freeways, and buildings structures.
Anyways, I'm addicted to avocados, Takis!, random taquerias, PBS documentaries, my polite tipsy attitude, vegetables, girls who HEART dogs, and traveling.
Over the years, I know I've matured, and had learned so much from past relationships. And now, I would like a lady with the same outlook, and somebody who pushes me just to be a better person. Are you OPEN MINDED about the rest the world? Well than... :) I'd like a girl who would roll her eyes if I started throwing pointless crap into a shopping cart. Lets test out our bad jokes, and sees who laughs first. If you can't laugh at yourself, you truly never understood yourself. I don't enjoy sweet talk, it's weird. I hate being in pictures, I'm over it. You couldn't get me to stare into a camera normally. A picture of me comes with a funny face.
Things you should know about me: I believe Hillary Clinton is one the smartest women alive. The Beatles's fame annoys the hell out of me. I called the 'library' the libary until I was corrected in 8th grade.
I guess, my only pet peeve is that I don't like looking at drunk pictures. I find it saddening how a girl's eyes and facial expression change with TOO MUCH alcohol. I'm against the mass killing of our innocent brain cells. We have little to spare.
Technically, people can't refer to you as a third or fifth wheel, if they invite you? Right?
