about

Does anyone ever read about me pages anymore?

Basics

• Name: Mark
• Age: 17
• Grade: 12 (SENIORSSS ‘09)
• Sports: Cross Country and Track and Field
• Interests: INTERNET, friends, relaxing, tv, graphic design, food

Well I really don’t want to write my life story on here, and I know 99% of my visitors won’t read this but oh well here’s my life story.

My name is Mark and I am 17 years old. My birthday is on April 14, 1991. I have a sister, Julie, who is 20 years old. She moved out when she was 18, but she still keeps in touch. My nationality is Vietnamese, which most people never usually guess. My parents always say that I don’t look like a traditional Asian. People always ask me what ethnicity I am because they can’t tell. I guess the fact that I speak perfect English throws them off, since most Asians you see around don’t have such good English. I like to tell people I’m Hawaiian just for laughs because they actually believe me. I was born in the U.S. and I cannot speak vietnamese, but I can understand some of it. Growing up in the US, I quickly lost my ability to speak my native language because I had to learn English at an early age for school. My parents always tell me they wish I could speak it, and as much as I want to, I can’t. Maybe I will relearn someday.

I have black hair, or well at least it’s supposed to be black. As weird as it may sound, I do also have gray hairs! My parents say it’s in my genes because my dad had gray hairs when he was younger. I’ve had gray hairs since I was probably 12 or 13. They say stress also causes gray hairs too. I don’t know if this is true or not but I can believe it.

I am a very stressful person because I am a perfectionist. I want everything to be perfect and if it is not, it will really bother me. It’s not like I have OCD, but rather I feel like everyone has high expectations of me, and I want to try my hardest to live up to that. I am very short for my age, 5 foot 5 inches to be exact. I have always been short all my life and I think I am done growing despite what my parents say. My parents always say it’s my fault because I never drank milk when I was little. I did drink milk, but not a lot. I don’t know if that is a contributing factor to my height, but my parents like to think so. I tell them it’s because of my genes. My parents aren’t very tall themselves, my dad is like 5 foot 6 inches and my mom is about 4 foot 11 inches. As I grew older, I kind of became accustomed to not drinking milk. Milk is definitely not one of favorite things to drink. I try to avoid it whenever I can because I find it upsets my stomach majorly.

One of my favorite hobbies is running! I love to run a lot. I have been running track since 5th grade and cross country since 7th. I’ve been running ever since I was little kid. It’s about the only sport I ever did because I didn’t know how to play any other sports. I went to state in 7th and 8th grade in track and field. In 8th grade I went to state in cross country. When I got to high school, I was the conference champion my freshman year. Sophomore year, I could not run because of a car accident. Junior year I went to state in cross country, and broke a school record in track.

While it may be hard for some people to believe, I would not consider myself smart. The typical stereotype is that Asians are smart, good at math, have a 4.0 and all that stuff. Well I guess I break that stereotype because math is my worst subject and I do not have a 4.0. I may not be the smartest person, but I try my hardest. I have a lot of drive and ambition to do well in school because of how I was raised and I know my education is important. I just want to make my parents proud to see me grow up to be someone successful. I will be attending a community college in the fall majoring in Radiological Science and Technologies. I plan to transfer to a university after community college.

I am a fairly shy person offline. I’m not the guy who exudes confidence and walks around introducing myself to everyone. It’s hard for me to meet people because I’m not good with first impressions or finding the right things to say. I don’t know what topics to converse about. It’s just awkward. I find that it’s harder for me to talk to guys because all they are interested in is sports. I know nothing about sports so it is extremely awkward when that comes up as a topic in a convesation. “Did you see that game last night?! wasn’t that move awesome dude!” and I’m just like “uhh…yea…it was cool.” because obviously I dont watch sports. However, if you are the one who talks to me first and leads the conversation, I will feel much more comfortable. It probably seems that I am one of those shy geeky loosers that sits in the corner of the class and doesn’t talk. I can assure you that I am not. I will admit that I am shy during the beginning only because I don’t know you, what else do you expect? Once I get to know people and am comfortable, I end up being myself. What is being “myself” you may ask? Well just like everyone else! I’m funny, nice, caring, reliable, happy, just all the regular characteristics of a friend. Despite my shyness, you’ll find me always smiling. I would say that is one of my best traits. My smile is what makes people talk to me first, which is good! I am a happy and energetic person, I love to see people around me smiling too. It just shows that you are happy with your life, and are enjoying every moment of it!

I hate people who are fake. People who try SO hard to fit in and be liked. People who have multiple personalities when with different friends. People who are loud and obnoxious thinking they are “cool” or funny. People who they think know everything and they think they are never wrong. People who are rude and have no manners whatsoever.