Dislocated Puppet is new here, So here's my introduction Options

[DislocatedPuppet]

I'mma make a proper introduction. A biography! Ohboy!
(..FINE, I copied and pasted from another forum, but I moderated a bit on it, so it's unique, just to make this forum feel special. ^_^ *is so kind*)

Enjoy.

Name: Kaja, Kay(kay), Katie, Billie..
Age: 15
Current residense: Inside a piece of fabric
Country: Norway
Religion: Wiccan
Why I joined: Because I just *had to* reply to a Marilyn Manson tread and you can't do that without being a member >.<
Life:

*squeezes action out of only a couple of years* I'm still young

Was born in '89 after my mom had to drive/be driven for miles because. (Yes, just because. No, there IS a hospital in our town. Yes, I'm confused too. That was my first hint of what world I was being born into;) ) After some time spent in that hospital after my birth, I was introduced to a pathetic crack in a plain in the middle of nowhere, which is where I still live. This place seems to have played an interesting part in world war two, but I really can't be bothered to find out exactly what happened. It would contain me going into this building with atombombs in it, and I have a phobia against that. So thanks, but no thanks. (Did it once. My teacher didn't really get the whole point of me yelling I didn't want to go in there until I was on the floor unconcious. Clever him.)

A bit after I came here, I moved from the street where my future best friend lived and into a blue house which my family shared with another family. That other family had a son called Mats, which is born about a month before me and like a brother. Ofcourse, he moved away from that house and into a big one a bit into town when I was about 7-8 and I'm still angry with him for packing up and leaving WITH all my toycars. Grr. >.< MINE!

I started school and discovered the wonderful thing called writing and the great language English. I was happy! Life was good, until 4th grade. In 4th grade I was mocked alot, verbally, and got involved with a teacher who "was there to help". She got drunk in town and told everyone lies about ME telling HER that this and that DUDE had harassed me. And this wasn't true, so this and that dude got pissed and I started to get mocked physically. I'm a girl, I to fragile for hitting and kicking!! hehe ok. Anyway. So I got a friend who helped me with selfdefence (thai boxing mwraha), so I got rid of mockers in about 8th grade.

In 8th grade I became wiccan "officially".

Meanwhile, some ugly f**ker abused me (not counting the large amount of ugly f**kers TRYING to, I have my ways of defending myself, but this guy was huge).

I got lifethreatning ill and ended up in a hospital far away from my creek the same day my grandpa past away( '97). So my parents didn't get to say goodbye as they were to busy watching over me. Nice. Neither did I though, I regret that, because he was my biggest idol. Minus the alcoholpart, which I anyway didn't know about until a week ago, when my mom found it ok to tell me. The thing I had then was the start of the disease I have now, it wasn't found out til 3 years later, so I was basically completely messed up for 3 years, yay.

In 8th grade I got a new teacher, switching from the old rather violent one (ouchness!) , into a total biotch. So much better! hehe. I still have that teacher. She hates me because of my religion, or maybe that's just an excuse, cause I think she hates me anyway. She ruins my life by giving me undeserved crappy grades, and ruins my day by saying evil things to me like pointing out how stupid and attentionseeking I am. Yeah, you get the picture. RAR! Well, that's ok. I'm done with her now, I'm finishing school and moving away, so I will probably never see her again. Bet she's happy now. hehe:p

So I got rather depressed for a while, though I had no time to think about that, since my friend, the one helping me out with thai boxing, was having some serious suicidalissues, selfharming and all. Luckily, she's now 100% healthy! As much as possible anyway. And last year, when she was recovered almost completely, I finally stopped worrying about her and I noticed my own condicion, and all the shit I had kept inside came out, so that was like a major crash, without explaining all about that. But that's also when my new friend brought other people into my life and they all became good friends of mine, so though not realizing it, they all helped me. *Pathetic sigh- gesture*

I got a dog in 2000. That's big. His name is Leo, he's the only one around here, I <3 teh dog!

In 03/04 I became vegetarian. It rocks. All that crap about feeling more awake and being healthy, it's true. People nag for me to eat meat, but why? Do they want me to die earlier? Nice! no jk, it's great, really. lol

In 2000 I got completely obsessed with Punk and Rock, and I became sort of "punky" (I mean the style, allright fine, but I mean the views on the world.) so I'm not a cozy person when it comes to the society hehe. I love music so much, it's great! I'm still obsessed. And I bet ya'll thought this wasn't possible, but I actually get sick if I can't hear music for a certain amount of time. Mental thing. It's true lol It's not healthy, I know, but it has logic reasons. All my life, music was my best friend. Who'd like to give up their best friend? Not me!

between 03 and 05, I started snowboarding, learned guitar, keyboard, started to write stories and poems again for real, lotsa other not so interesting stuff.. um, yeah..

My sister moved out 3 years ago, (this is not really in perfect order but) and my dad and mom started working so much they are rarely at home at all. 4 years ago, my mom got this thing about her nerves or something, so it hurts and 2 years ago it got really bad so she now stayes home often, and take the pain out on me. Since she's at home, my father has to do all her work, so he works 24 hours a day. She started going to work again recently and she too works 24 hours a day. So I live alone! Isn't that like every kids dream?

Now, at the moment, she's somewhere not-here, I dunno where, but she'll be back. So I literally live alone at my house now. Well, dad comes by sometimes. Kind of him ;D

And then last year I met Noah! Noah would be the amazingness itself, beyond words, the person always on my mind, the one person in the world I fully trust and the only existing thing or creature I would do anything for. I'd die for him. Infact, I'd die for him several times, torture included, as long as he's ok. I love him, so, so, so, much. He's the kind of guy you'd think only exsists in perfect hollywood romantic movies. *Loves her poet* And he is so good to me.. I will marry him.

And that's it really. Now I'm here.

You don't have to thank me for keeping it chronological. :P Har, har, har.
Is that introduction enough for ya!? Hehe.