I'm Chrysta and I am 17 years old, can't wait to be 18. :) I don't do drugs. Nor do I drink, or smoke, or care if you think that I'm boring, or a "goody goody" because of it. I'd rather be a goody goody then someone who doesn't remember shit they did the night before. I"m a senior in high school and I can't wait to finally graduate so that I can go to cosmetology school. I want to be a makeup artist and do makeup for the stars, runway, and I especially want to do special effects makeup like gore and completely transforming makeup. In my dreams I see old Hollywood 40's and 50's movie stars coming back and I get to chill with Judy Garland, Greta Garbo, Marilyn Monroe, Jean Harlow, Fred Astaire, and Clark Gable. Ah Clark Gable. I love the 40's Old Hollywood and pin-up style and I'm fascinated with retro, vintagey things like that. I has me an old soul in that way. In the new soul side of me is the facts that I am pro-choice, and all for gay and lesbian rights. :) I love music, just about any music. The only music I can't get into is country. But I like most other music. Some of my favorites are songs that are happy and upbeat, I call that my "getting ready" music. Also a fan of rock, and pretty folk and classical music. I also love singing which goes along with the music thing. I've been in choirs at school since I was a little girl in elementary school. I always like to be a soprano, though I am able to do other sections as well. My choir teacher likes to say that I can sing like one of those big black ladies who sing gospel. :) I'm looking forward to the future, and can't wait to see what it holds for me. I see myself a happily married makeup artist, who's covered in tattoos, who lives in a vintagey decorated house with her hubby, kid, and hairless cat. Sounds awesome to me.
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TyPInG LyK3 THiS, bread crust, brushing against someone with dry rough skin, poorly applied makeup, whiney people who clog up my myspace updates with "poor me" status's, water at room temperature, parents who yell at their kids in public, when lipstick wears off, slow computers