Who the Hell Am I

Who the Hell Am I

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  • Date Submitted: 05/27/2013 8:01 PM
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Who The Hell Am I
Youngtae An. Yes, that is my name and that is what identifies me. Let’s first start with the meaning of my name. My grandfather gave me this name when I was born. In Korean, Youngtae means the brightest stone. He wanted me to accomplish magnificent achievements and become bright as to lighten the whole world. My last name “An” has no meaning; it is just my father’s last name. Before I begin defining myself, I want you to know that I am an extremely normal and cliché guy whom you would see every day. Anyways, let me start introducing myself. I can be defined in two ways: my personality and athletic ability. In short, I am not one of the nice guys you would see at a grocery store, smiling at people as they pass by. However, It is not that I am mean. I just feel kind of awkward when I try to be nice to people. Fortunately, my athletic ability covers all of my vices. Compared to other Koreans at my age, I am tall and excel at basketball. I was even called Jordan An when I was in a basketball team in my Korean high school. Thus, I epitomize the most typical guy who does not have a seemingly hospitable personality and favors playing basketball.
First, let me start with one of the factors that describe me the most, my personality. As I mentioned above, I am an inside-nice guy who has difficulties showing my kindness explicitly. People often assume that I am not willing to talk to others since I rarely start talking to someone whom I am not familiar with. I admit that I am not gregarious. I usually feel shy when someone I do not know talks to me. However, I become really sociable and garrulous when I get to know him/her well. On the other hand, my friends say that I do not get angry easily, but I do, I turn into an unstoppable monster. Two years ago, when I was having a dinner with my friends from high school in Korea, a drunken guy started to annoy us and finally slapped one of my friends in his face. Then I got extremely angry, and that is when my...

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