INDEPTH
High-spirited, enthusiastic, and exuberant, I love adventure, change, exploring new territory, and am not happy confined to the same safe, familiar, secure little world all the time. I have a strong restlessness and yearning for something greater than anything I've yet experienced, and I often live in my dreams and visions for the future. I tend to believe that the grass is greener somewhere else and I like to keep moving, either literally or figuratively. I'm an independent and freedom-loving, and I crave a lifestyle that provides opportunities for travel, movement, and change. I become eager to spice things up a bit when my days become monotonous from a steady routine.  I'm also very optimistic and caring.  Sometimes I build up this ideal image in my head, the way something should be or the way a person should be, only to realize some things are impossible to change.  This frustrates me.  What frustrates me even more is when I have this fantasy going on, and someone has to knock my dreams right out of the air.  Never crush my dreams, or I will crush your head.  Just let me try, because I refuse to ever give up without a fight.  Call me Tenacious K.

MYFAMILY
I'm the youngest of two children, although I don't fit the socialistic view of the youngest child. I was never favored and never got everything I wanted.  I was treated equally as my older brother, although sometimes didn't get the same benefits.  I never understood that.  I was always kicked to the curb.  I'm kidding.  I grew up in a wonderful family, of whom I owe the world.  My mother is the funniest person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, and my father possesses an inexplicable amount of compassion.  He is the most supportive, kind, and patient man I've ever met.  Needless to say, my parents went through a rocky separation last summer ('03),of which both were to blame.  I could get into some serious details, but frankly, it's nobody's business.  Throughout the whole ordeal, my brother and I leaned on each other for support.  We discovered a mutual respect for each other we were having trouble finding before.  I found out he wasn't such the jerk-off slime bucket I always perceived him as.  I'm kidding, again.  Although sometimes he CAN be a jerk-off slime bucket, I'd like to think for a good part of childhood we were actually friends.  He's always been my older brother... you know, the one you look up to.  I thank him for that, but I don't think I would ever admit it to his face.  I've got my pride.