Who am I?

How the hell can I tell someone who I am, when I do not even know who I am.

I guess I better start off with the basics.  

Well, I'm a man, not boy. At the age of 20 I have earned title.

I am straight, I love the boobies.

I'm white, which has to be a big deal for some reason.

I am intelligent, I have a 3.75 college GPA.

I am fast, I run a 4:20 1500 meters.

I am hilarious, or maybe they are just pretending to laugh.

I have always been single, but always ready to mingle.

I am not a virgin, thank god for poor decisions.

I am attractive, at least my mom tells me so.

I am reflective, I always challenge my thoughts.

I am patient, it's hard to get me mad.

I swear a shit ton, yet I am censoring myself now.

I love to read, but only to improve myself.

I love to write, I want everyone to read my stories.

I want to direct movies, to make my stories be seen.

I hide my negative emotions, I don't understand them.

I always smile, I'm proud to be alive.

I am kind, or at least I pretend to myself I am.

I have traveled to many place, god I love London.

I hate the cold, god I have my home in California.

I love cats, because they are better than dogs.

I want to be rich, or whatever it takes to experience life.  

I am ambitious, I want to achieve no matter what.

I want power, to make my ideas real in society.

I want to be the President, because I believe I have the capacity.

In short I am a twenty year old man who has been given many gifts and has gone through many trials. But at my core, I am simply boy with a pocket full of dreams and a man who is ready to embrace those dreams in reality.