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On the record, My names Kathryn, Off the record, I go by Katy(Katie not Cat-y)
I do understand I have a very generic name...
But don't think my character is as generic..
I am in fact, a female gamer..
But I'm more complicated then that.
Despite the fact, that I could be extra original and post a bazillion random quizes on here,
telling what type of lunch meat I am..
I'll spare you.
I don't need you, if you can't deal with me or my attitude towards life.
I'm not alive to meet other peoples expectations.
It's about time someone met mine.
One moment, I could be ontop of the world, and the next I could come crashing down.
I can't ever keep the same hair style/color..
From blonde to brown to black to bad boy blue to eletric bannana..
And I'm most likely the worst driver you've ever met.
Not because of the whole short attention-span; I'm just plain bad.
I never bothered to learn how to swim,
For the simple fact that I'm a tad bit scared of water.
And there's probably alot more that makes me tick then you'd beleive
I'm very confident in myself,
Which sometimes causes me to come off/look like a bitch,
But generally aren't concidered one..
I'm a complicated person.
and honestly, I don't like half the people I meet, But I can be your bestfriend, if you play your cards right.
I try to give most people a chance not to suck at life..
but the majority of the time they fail me.
People are always saying to just be yourself.
Like yourself is this tangible, definite thing.
Like a toaster... I've yet to find myself, in this sense.
I'm extreme OCD.
I'm completely obvious; example: when a girl gets stabbed in a movie
"OH MY GOD THAT GIRL JUST GOT STABBED!"
I'm not in therelationshipscene for now.
Just because.
I graduated from highschool, part of class '06.
I'm a complete animal fanatic...
My dog, Trixie, means more to me than you ever will.
My favorite animals are wolves and rabbits...
I love nature... I was raised around a farm.
I love backpacking trips.
And day hiking trips...
Purple, is by far my favorite color.
And I played softball, since I was 4..
And that barely begins to introduce me, in 49 lines.
Lights out, Game over.

advice

Walking down a very busy street today, I saw a gentleman talking to himself and pausing to hear an answer. He was talking to himself but I truly believe, that he believed, there was someone there. Who can say that there wasn't? Could he be talking to the dead or to someone else that lives on a different plain then we do? Maybe, he is the "normal one" and we aren't because we can't see what he is seeing? Has anyone else ever thought of this theory before or am I not "normal"?

I've had thoughts similiar to this - I feel that "insane" people actually work on a higher level than the average person.

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(Rating: 5) I answered you but not here in the question column, sorry
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