krissyjean

Well, I am seriously dying of boredom. So, this blog is going to be about random ass shit. Oh, and pictures of me, and shit I like. I know, you're thinking "Aw yeah, Krissy's gonna post some badass shit. I can't wait!" You have to wait no more!
Alrighty, just to add a bit more about me, here's where I live. (No, not my actual adress(address?) you creeps. hahah) It's a tiny little two-bedroom, one bath trailer. And our landlady is terrible. Her name is Joan. And she's a pillhead. Also, I sort of want to beat her in the face with a tire iron for harassing my parents for dumb shit. (Is that legal? Just kidding.)



Alrighty. Well, I don't have my own car, but from time to time my parents let me drive their truck. It's a 92 chevy named "Bessie" and I love her. We just got the transmission replaced in her, and she gets us where we need to go.

Isn't she pretty?


Oh, and just to greater understand the magnitude of how odd me and my best friend, Erca are, here is Bessie's lover. His name is Sherman. I know nothing about him except that he is big, and green. And Erica's. hahah


To change the subject, today was lame. I slept in til like four because I was exhausted from being out til two with Justin(though it was totally worth it, in spite of what his jilted friend, John thinks.) After I woke up, I brushed my teeth with my favorite toothpaste:


and then had a pepsi. (My favorite soda. ) Then my friend, Rocke texted me and asked me to come over and do some fun stuff. I totally did. Now, I can't really explain about the fun stuff in this blog, but after I finish this one I'm going to post about what it is. If you're reading this for some reason, and are curious as to what it is, well...too bad. You have to wait til the next blog. Hahaha. Well, here is a picture of me at Rocke and April's house on the couch. (I have quite a few in the same spot on my facebook lol)

I'm purdy, aren't I? hahahah

Either way. Stayed there for a couple of hours, laughing my ass out, and then went home. About five minutes later my dad decided I was going to drive them to walmart...and so I did. Here are a few pictures I took to commemorate my eventful time there. haha

That's a picture of me right before we went. My parents take a shit-ton of time getting out of the house and into the truck. Today I chose to spend that time (Not bitching and complaining like I typically do) taking a picture of my face. My gums show if I smile too big. I look weird. D:

Here's a couple of pictures my mum took of me while we were waiting on my dad to finish his cigarrete(I have no idea why, but I feel as though that word isn't spelled right. Help me out, smokers?)


Oddly enough, I like both of those pictures. O.o;

Speaking of liking pictures, I just came across a random photo of me, Erca, and Saa's little sister from one of our choir concerts. We're so fucking adorable. I must post it! (Ignore the fact that we're creeping around in a bathroom...We're girls. We do that.)


And here's what it looked like when I got home. (Notice the difference in light and dark. We spend a long time at Wal Mart. haha)


And here's a motherfucking Wurmple. If I get a ferret, I'm going to name it Wurmple, because these things are so friggin cute! LIke...so cute I could die. haha. Don't hate, by the way. I'm not a fan of Pokemon. I just really love these little things right here.


I'm feeling pretty good right now. Oh, that guy who didn't send me shit when he ended it pretty much told me the reason was anxiety. He can go fuck a dick, because that's all pussies are good for, right? Haha. I'm so done with letting men control how I handle my life. Did I cry over it? Fuck yeah, I did. And I'll probably cry some more, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let it ruin my life. No man will ever be worth that. NOT ONE. Just saying. Speaking of men being worth stuff: The man who sings this song to me well will have sweet love with no strings attached(just kidding, but srsly...it gets me hot)


Alright, here's another random pretty picture of my face. Enjoy!


Speaking of pretty pictures. I downloaded this thing called Gimp once(it's like Photoshop for cheapskates like me) and I used it to see what I would look like as a twin. I failed, but it ended up a funny picture.

I'm basically an artist, right? Here's a picture I drew in Paint. Try not to be TOO impressed. )


And here's some random "artwork" that I enjoy. For some of these pictures I mean that in the loosest sense of the word. Hahahah.

One of my favorites^. Done by Christy Grandjean. You can purchase a print on Goldenwolfen.com...it's a good time. All of her artwork is fantastic.

Badass sea monster^. Stumbleupon.com showed me that for some reason. i have no idea what category it could possibly be under in my interests but I dig it.

This picture^ is what inspired me to learn how to whisper dirty things. My favorite is to say "Later baby, I'm going to suck your dick". My voice gets all husky and low.

This is a really sad picture^. Try not to cry.

That, right there^. Do you see it? It's you. Do some shit with your face. Just kidding. Your face is great.

This is another piece of my artwork^ I drew it cos of that weird documentary called Super Size Me. Don't watch it. He throws up. Yuck.

I don't even...fuck it. I still want one. It's safe cos I don't have balls...right? RIGHT?!

More of my artwork^. Done on pizap.com. Badass website. Look at it. LOOK! Dewit, I swear.

Look. I'm cute, again. :3

An old friend of mine made this for me. (I use the term friend to mean fuckbuddy of course. lol)

I am 17 here, and I miss my damn hair. I was so pretty.

Here's more of lil' old me at 17. >

I found this on the internet, and had to post it. I wish my ratties were cute and cuddly.

This is allll about how badass my room used to be. This picture is of the last time I had a room I got to have allll sorts of privacy in. I miss it. Wooot! Crossword puzzle book, by the way.

Matt Shadows of Avenged Sevenfold. Yum. Need I say more?

This is...very cute, to say the least.

Love this song. "How long will I be waiting? Until the end of time. I don't know why I'm still waiting...I can't make you mine."

Have a potato, love. <3

Creepiness, at it's finest.

This is what I look like when I'm drunk. And this is an old friend of mine. Isn't it odd how similar we look? O.o;

I say "dude", a lot. Like a lot, a lot. It's almost sickening. O___o;

Poor fishy. Somebody take me fishing?

I feel this way...so much of the time. :C

Hats off to wherever this is in India. Rats are amazing creatures and they shouldn't be hated. :/

Look at the kitty! I want one. >

I actually tell people this...a lot. I think it's funny. I don't care what you think...unless you agree. In that case, welcome to the Super Poopers.

This is awful, and sad, but amazing artwork. Wtf, though, right?

Seriously, people. :l


If I may interject-wait, of course I can interject, it's my blog-I seriously wonder what it is that keeps people from killing themselves all the time. I'm not suicidal or anything, but I know I've felt alone a lot, and not been sure how to cope. How do you people cope?

Back to the art! (yeahh...and random pictures of me, right? haha)

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I drew that^

Those^ are both at a homecoming dance.

Look how skinny I was!

I wish I still looked this thin.

I love that song. <3

I'm an angel. O

Look, I'm artsy. "Question Everything".

yup...

I used to be so fit when I was starved by my foster mom. xD

See that lamp? Yeah...I painted that, suckas.

One of the few times I wore makeup. (My sister did it. I don't know how. )

I'm only fifteen or sixteen here. O:

One of the first pix I took with a phone.

I dig this immensely, and find it so relatable. I just feel like giving up...a lot.

This is from when my ex, Tony and I got in a wreck. It's weird, cos I hated him for so long, but I'm having trouble remembering why. i kind of miss him. He's the only man so far that has ever made me feel like a real person.

Yeah...

This is a really old picture of my niece, Heavenly and my dog, Tiny Boy. He's dead now, but we had him forever. From when I was 7 to when I was 17. I loved him. Sometimes, when I'm feeling really sad, I pray and talk to him. When he was alive, that dog was the only one I had to talk to. tiny loved me through so many things, but I couldn't keep him alive forever. He died of cancer two years ago, and I didn't even get to say goodbye.


I find walruses cute. So sue me. >

And that's an old, but pretty picture of me.

Luckily, though, I am finally tired. Tomorrow I'll post about what Rocke and I did. But I'm beat. (YAY!) Any questions? hahaha

Enjoy yourselves, folks! Later! =)