I was loud, obnoxious, I sang all the time, recited poems all the time (Shel Silverstein, baby <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/grin.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="

">), I wanted to be Jewish because I like menorahs, I also wanted blond hair, I didn't realise there was a difference between boys and girls until my cousin got a boyfriend, and then, of course, I had to have one, too.<br><br><br><br>
Since I have 3 brothers, I played with toys that were generally considered for boys use only, and I was teased a lot when I went to school.<br><br><br><br>
I went to a hick school until 3rd grade. They thought I was a genius, there, because I could actually read. <img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/images/smilies/rolleyes.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="

"> At said hick school, I was sent to the higher grades for reading class. Then when I went to a city school, I became this hermit crab-like creature, because the other girls made fun of me because I read comic books and didn't shop at Limited Too.<br><br><br><br>
In middle school, I was still a hermit crab. I also tried to fit in by acting/dressing like the other girls for a short period of time. That ended when I overheard one of my 'friends' saying "Omigosh, that weird girl, you know, Kat? Yeah, she, like, called me, and asked if I wanted to go to her house. Ugh!" After that, I hung out with boys more often, and I stopped wearing skirts. So, naturally, all those girls thought I was really a lesbian. "Ohmigosh, she actually spent the night at my house! Ugh! She could so totally have kissed me!"<br><br><br><br>
Ah, memories...