On Turning Korean

Yesterday, while sitting on the subway a sudden realization came to me, almost knocking me off of my seat. In the last 11 months, completely unbeknowst to me, I have begun to turn korean. It's true. This was confirmed when I took a moment to look down into my hands and registered that the snack I'd purchased for my commute was, in fact 'soft roasted dry squid'... and that I love it. For your interest I've compiled a list of evidence supporting my gradual change of identity.

1.) I snack on dried squid.
2.) I buy and wear t-shirts that read 'I ♥Panda'.
3.) I specifically order the pizza with potato and corn toppings, extra pickles.
4.) I use (and by 'use' I mean invented) the expression 'Yogi Chogi'.
5.) I wear headbands.
6.) I wear knee length shorts and high heels to work.
7.) I employ the word 'trash-ie' to enquire about the garbage.
8.) I enjoy communal bathing.
9.) I can't think of any adjectives beyond 'delicious' to describe food.
10.) I sport, upon my own request, a styled asian mullet.