This is, I guess, what makes me- ME. All the boring facts of this puppy's life...
My name is Kathryn Goolsby and I was born and raised in Joliet, Illinios. Did that whole preschool- to highschool gig there. Have both parents and a little sister. Then I moved to Alaska at age 17 under the cover story that it was for college (it's really just doing a little dream chasing- kind of like storm chasing but with a different setting). At college, I'm studying Natural Resources with an emphisis on Forestry (why don't they have a darn flat out FORESTRY degree... ieeeegich ). I'm hoping to get my degree within the next five or so years (forecast says: now you're really dreaming chick!). I about five foot eight (?), weigh more than I want you to know, have brown hair that I am keeping really short, and brown eyes that need glasses. Somewhere in here is a picture of me taken by my biology teacher, so you can see what I look like, though I like being BEHIND the camera and not in front of it.
Now, who I am...
Well, that's...... difficult to explain. I've been called emotional and crazy. I've been ostrasized from every circle in society known to man and then I find people closer than my own blood that accept me for who I am. I change almost minute by minute but don't change at all. Past effects me, present controls me, the future barely exsists. I feel the now as it is, and think on the consequences only after the effect. I forget too easily sometimes, I trust too often, and then I am also too judgemental for my own good. I laugh, I cry, I feel the need to scream at the top of my lungs. I keep my claws sheathed and my fangs hidden but I still lust for battle. I'll crawl under the bed and hide when no one is around, because of fear. I crave a hug from my sisters and a laugh from my father. I watch the sunset for no reason as it settles over the hills, then have the strange erge to raid the dorm fridge at night. I follow a dream but I live in reality. I want to know why and how and what. I am were, and friend, and sister and lover. Then I am nothing to no-one at all.
Ah, Kathryn in a nutshell... riiiight. But it serves it's purpose. So maybe you'll be curious and write me... (I like mail... mail fun).
