My name is David, and my first surname is also very original: García. Think about John Smith or something similar to get a glimpse of how common my name is. Anyway, I don’t really care (who would?). I’m Spanish, son of Spaniards and grew up in Spain. As far as I could get to know asking relatives, my roots are confined to the northwest part of the Iberian Peninsula. For the record, I’m not (very) short, neither brownish/dark haired, I hate bullfighting, I don’t know how to sing/dance Flamenco and we don’t eat Paella nor drink Sangria all day long. Being said I “couldn’t possibly be Spanish” while being abroad has forced that remark. I lived almost my whole life in a medium-sized city, Gijón, where everyday’s life was and still seems to be smooth and pleasant. No snow in winter, no burning sun in summer. Perpetual gray sky and rain. But this places has always rocked. Anyhow, I always had a liking for moving, always wanted to get out of here (not like badly, just felt World’s much vaster than this tiny spot). While still in primary school, I lived for two short periods of time in France (Bressuire). Afterwards, when I felt like I could really speak French, time for High School (at 13 y.o. back then), where I wasted time, energy and most of the knowledge I had slacking off. There it went my French (I can still understand it, even when spoken, but fuck my stupidity in giving up studying it), and suffered for the lack motivation, which is one of the main flaws in the Spanish educational system. You are not interested in that anyway, I know. After struggling with the f*cking four years of HS, got into University for Computer Science, just to keep fighting with this goddamn system, but blah. I’m doing my fifth and last year of it in DTU (Danish Technical University) on Erasmus, after spending some time in Canada (Toronto rules) and working for a while at CERN (Dan Brown didn’t get anything right), where I’m returning on June 15th for a whole year there!

I’ve always sucked at describing myself, but well, for the sake of completeness: I’m stubborn and a little bit obsessive about almost everything. Great fun. I’m not really fond of material stuff (except for books, have a fetish with them) and you won’t be paying the bill in a restaurant if I’m around (“money is meant to be spent”). I hate “labels”, never wanted to be anything… but that has lead me to become more than I ever expected (so far, much more yet to come). Also dislike to compete because that takes all the pleasure of finding things out just for the sake of it. Don’t ask me something whose answer you might be afraid of, because chances are you won’t be getting The Politically Corrent answer, but rather the very opposite one.