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Hi, my name is Katherine Kordsiemon, better known as Katie, best known as Kate. I was born in Seminole, Oklahoma on May 9th, 1995 and have since grown quite a bit. I am now seventeen and can safely conclude that I have never been as old as I am now. I now live in Norman, Oklahoma with my rather large but incredibly comfortable family of eleven. I am not a morning person and I feel sorry for my future husband because he’ll have to face the monster in me until well past ten. I am a night person. I get along better with guys than girls. I graduated highschool at sixteen and am working on my third semester in college. I absolutely adore humor of all sorts: puns, jokes—including knock-knock and blonde— and especially pranks. I am a prankster. I don’t appreciate Mondays; they don’t appreciate me. My hair is naturally short. My eyes change color. I think spoons are pointless and find myself eating yogurt, beans, mashed potatoes and sometimes soup with a fork as a result. It drives me crazy when a friend gets a haircut—or anyone for that matter. My nickname is Bob. It took me three tries before I passed my driver’s test. I am terrified of spiders, balloons, and fireworks. I still enjoy sitting on the sofa and watching Veggie Tales. Sometimes I snort when I laugh. My favorite foods are as follows: everything (!!!) —excluding spaghetti, sandwiches, tuna, PB and J’s, peanuts and cashews and almonds, any kind of peas, cooked carrots, garlic and tomatoes, any type of meat that I previously knew, chocolate with nuts, and most fish. (My Mom says I’m a picky eater. I say if she would just serve me the things I like, I wouldn’t be.) I love celebrating my birthday! I love people, but at the same time they scare me. I love ALL types of music, possibly excluding most country. Sherlock Holmes is my role model. I’m pretty sure that seventy percent of my memory consists of song lyrics. Books could be the death of me; my motto: “if it’s thick, has little-itty words, and no pictures, the book is broken.” I doodle on everything. My attention span is no good. Zombies locked me out of my own “brain-controls” room and sometimes make me look stupid. I give people three minutes to make a conversation interesting before I tune them out. I talk to myself… a lot, but it’s my way of working out my problems. I’d marry coffee if I could. I’d also marry my bed…

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