Chrissie Hansen

The Ring Song.

2007-12-25T05:33:55Z

Today, Monday, December 24th, 2007, Christopher, asked me to marry him. Officially. Ring and all.

:]

13 year old sluts.

2007-12-20T05:49:41Z

I love girls that are like.... 12, 13, 14ish, (or look like it) that try and pull off being hot shit.

I fucking love it.

Leave it to the older ladies thank you.

Sick Sick Sick...

2007-12-17T07:10:32Z

That is what I am. I'm getting over mono apparently... and I have a newly founded thyroid problem. It's pretty gay.

I started music lessons again cause I felt that there was a void in me needing to be filled, and so far, that's what it was.

I just came across something, by someone, who pisses me off. And well, I let it get to me.

I can't stand fake people.
I know I'm bitching.

People are stupid.

And so is Christmas.

Sam's fat ass broke my Ipod, so I'm moving up to an 8GB video nano, and, it's green.

:]

But I don't get it till X-mas morning. Fucking stupid.

I need dress clothes for this upcoming Sunday, for the classy rich party in Summit.
Joy.

Someone give me sleeping pills?

Weekend in Summit.

2007-12-10T06:32:38Z

Going to Summit this weekend made me realize what I want in life. It also made me realize that what I am doing now, I can not do any longer. And it made me realize who I do not want to become, and who I want to be around forever.

I have to get off my ass, find a fucking job, get Chris in check, and have us both start saving money because the houses up there, are huge, and amazing looking, and I deffinately want one. Therefore I need a ton of money.

I also, do not want to turn into Elaine (Sam&Chris stepmom). She is INSANE... because she loves them way too much.

I felt for the first time in a while, that, my best friend, in the whole world, besides Shotzi, is Samantha Lee Wright. We're more then friends, we're sisters, and I intend to keep it that way for as long as possible.

So... I have alot on my plate and I want it to be all taken care of one day... so I need to deffinately hop-to-it.

People.

2007-12-10T06:25:13Z

I truly dislike people who have to be "trendy" and who have to say things like "I'm high class" or people that follow the crowd, because they think it's cool, and they think it'll make them fit in.

Why does it matter what crowd you're in? And why does it matter if you fit in? Seriously. I think the only thing you should worry about fitting in, is your clothes.

You're all people if I'm not mistaken, just like me? You all eat, sleep, breathe, and love? So why do you have to be so fake?

Fake people, make fake friends, and when you're in trouble, and need someone to go to, they won't be there. They'll be out, doing what the crowd says is cool.

Not belonging to a certain group of people, just friendly people, who are nice and caring, and who will always be there when you need, is probably the best thing in the world. They become family.

Not belonging to a certain group, and being a real individual, not what MTV says is an "individual" may be something rare today. I know I listen to what I want, excercise when I want, eat what and when I want, and I talk to whomever I want, because I don't care.

Judge me, go ahead. Atleast I don't have to lie about who I am to be accepted in today's society.

How about you?

I really pity anyone that has to put on a show everyday, to feel accepted.

I also love how people say one thing to your face, and say another thing behind your back.

I just fucking love it.

If I don't like you... completely... I will say so. If you are doing something that bothers me, I will tell you. Not because I feel high and mighty, but my vision on this... is why not alert someone to what they're doing, may be annoying.

Another pissed off pet peeve, is people who sugar coat their conversations, or people that try and talk down to you, or who just think they're better then you.

No... don't do that. Just get to the fucking point and remember we're both people.

Why can't more people be straightforward and honest? Would it kill you to try? I highly doubt it.

Ace of Spades.

2007-11-02T18:35:45Z

So... myspace... hates me. If I go to post a bulletin, or look up a band, it shuts down my whole computer. I asked them to fix it too, and they have yet to do so. It's kinda dumb. Okay, so it's really gay.

It's pretty obnoxious, cause I used myspace as an emailing system. I hate normal email. Ugh. GAYGAYGAY.

And it's freezing out. GAYY.

Kill me.

Dear Maria

2007-10-28T11:49:19Z

When I finally went to sleep last night, it was really, 4 in the morning. All to wake up at 7:30 not ready for work, and feeling like a had a hangover.

Mom told me to call out, and I swore they were going to fire me over the phone. They didn't. :'[

I wish I didn't have to work, and money grew on tree's, either that or it fell from the sky, or garden gnome's presented us with it in exchange for carrots and potatoes.

:/ That would be thoroughly amazing.

Corporate America as far as I'm concerned can eat my box. No job that pays me less then $9 an hour can go jack itself into the next century.

Let's all go look for new jobs, Stop and Shop sucks, and so did TJMaxx, and people get to concerned with stupid, meaningless, shitty paying jobs.

Look around, you're not a CEO, you're a cashier. Good job, good job indeed.

Wild Horses.

2007-10-28T03:47:09Z

So, I've decided to rid myself of aggravation. It feels better.

I've also decided to start a diet, work out more, and just try and be healthy, plus study!

Oh my dear golly. Haha.

I lost someone, (Kristen), who was close to me, but not a good friend, and well, now I feel better. Alot better. I guess she needed me more then I needed her. Oh well.

That's how things go though. People grow close, and they grow apart, and the ones who can't handle it get all fucked up and what not.

Oh well. Here's to the nights? Seize the Day? All that wisdom in one bottle I suppose.

All I am sure about is I have to write lyrics this week for next week.
YAY! (not!)

White, Discussion.

2007-09-26T05:00:07Z

So, I currently, have the largest problem in my life, to date. I have a fever, I'm uncomfortable, my hand's feel like they're on fire, from pepper seeds, I was cooking with, 12 hours ago, and I have a uninary track infection causing all of it, except the pepper thing.

I just wanna sleep, and stay home until I feel better. But my mom's like "NOOOOO!", and being a bitch.

Someone lock her in a closet for the next week, so I can go and sleep in the morning, and not attend school. See... I normally don't have a problem, but when I'm addicted to Motrin (which makes me sleep!), and I'm popping them for my head ache's and un-comfy-ness, and falling asleep in class, I may as well be home, sleeping, and not annoying the teachers, and taking away from the valuable class time of my fellow pupils. (I'm deff . telling mom that one soon.)

Yeah. Someone lock her in the closet with my dad for a week. Thanks.

Walk.

2007-09-14T04:37:19Z

Sam doesn't hate me! haha.

Although, I dislike one of her friends, not naming names.

You know, it's kinda obnoxious, when I barely ever see, or talk, to Sam, and this ugly ass fake latin bitch takes her from me.

You're ugly, fat, and you've got messed up eyes. No one likes you except your boyfriend, who I hear is fucking someone else anyway, so back the fuck up.

:]

Lets get rocked.

2007-09-10T03:25:04Z

So, I think Sam hates me.

:'[

That's really obnoxiously, upsetting.

Ugh.

I'm really stressed out lately.
It sucks.

people

2007-09-01T04:28:41Z

That act ghetto... piss me off...

like josh.

hahahaha

Chimps.

2007-08-31T07:40:21Z

Jane Goodall's special is on tv right now. By gosh how I respect that woman.

Sam moved down which is FUCKING AMAZINGGG! And we're going to be chilling alot in the next 2 weeks.

The band's playing in 2 weeks too.

I looked at Penn State today, online and such, and while doing it Gigantor bit me, so I'm not allowed to leave for college haha.

Oh well.

Senior year, here I fucking come.

Dig up Her Bones.

2007-08-27T04:53:16Z

I sware on my own fucking grave that I hate people.

Is it so hard to be yourself?

SHIT!

2007-08-26T06:24:43Z

I need to buy birthday presents for Terry, My brother, Chris, Kristen, and possibly Rich.

Geesh.
Money.
Geesh.

Ugh. This is not my year.
This upcoming year will be.

Sanctuary.

2007-08-22T05:06:41Z

So, I'm having a slight problem with Gigantor.(For those of you who do not know him, he is my Iguana, my baby, my life!)

He's way to small for a one year old Iguana. I have a theory on this however.

When I had taken him from my brother, he was tiny, and he had been living in a 10 gallon terrerium for 8 months, which is just not healthy. He was also being fed lettuce, which have no nutritional value for him. And to top it all off, he had his back broken by my brother's evil cat.

So, I think between all of this, he stunted his growth, and is only recovering from all of this mistreatment, now.

I would hope so.

I've decided to start him on reptile calcium A.S.A.P. and electrolyte spray, along with his vitamins now.

If he doesn't grow after this, I'm going to take him to a vet.

I'm really worried about my little guy. He's not supposed to be little at this point!

It's making me loose sleep. :'[
My poor baby.

Sayuri's theme.

2007-08-21T03:13:31Z

At the current moment, I am obsessed with the soundtrack for Memoirs of a Geisha.

:]

It's helping me get through my family's grief over my aunt. At this point, I can not grieve anymore. She has passed on, and is no longer suffering. So why be sad? Because she is not here suffering more?

My mom told me today that I'm way wiser then she had ever thought, and way more responsible.

Oh well. I guess her eyes are finally opened.

Anyway... my aunt's funeral is Thursday. After that it will all be over for my family.

Desperately Wanting.

2007-08-20T06:23:09Z

Okay, I've decided to update this, since, I'm going to be a senior.

Over the last few months, Kristen became one of my best friends, Terry is still the supreme bestie, Sam's moving down before school, I took my brother's Iguana, and renamed him Gigantor, cause it's much better then Killa, my aunt passed away just tonight, and overall I've changed for the better.

Yes, I still like starting shit, and being in fights, but after like, the first two days I get annoyed, and would rather have peace.

Since Sam's moving down, this will probably be the best year of my life.

Working at TJMaxx sucks, but it's money. Still babysitting, and saving that money.

I've decided to eat completely healthy too.

My stomach currently hurts, but oh well.

One year.

2007-02-07T13:49:35Z

Exactly one year ago today, Chris and I were thrown together by the weirdest twist of fate yet.

One year ago we were set up, and over the year, we've realized we would have met anyway.

Chris's mom almost got with Brett Michaels of Posion, my aunt almost had Bon Jovi. We would have met on tour somewhere. HAHA.

If I would have moved into the house we were to originally buy, when we moved to TR, I would have met Chris, cause he would have lived around the corner.

In 7th grade I probably would have met him through Laura.

In 8th I would have met his sister and I would have beeen like wow, he's beautiful.

In 9th, Amber tried hooking me up with him at the end of the year, so I would have met him.

and then I met him last year.

=]

So we were meant to be. Plus he loves hockey, I love hockey. He loves metal and industrial and hardcore and punk and rock, so do I! We have the same favorite colors too, and foods.

So we're meant to be.

school kinda sucks bad

2007-01-25T18:26:17Z

So, once more, I'm subject to sitting in the media center, and it's quite homosexual. I'm being forced to do some gay ass Holocaust project that makes no direct sense, at all.

Mike found a cookie cup. I want one.

Damn project is done! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Someone get me a drummer.

I love how we all use these god damn music genre's to label each other...

2006-12-29T06:57:55Z

Aren't we all people? We aren't genre's of music... for example, I was thinking back to a while ago where I was called "emo" because I speak the truth, and I speak what's on my mind, no matter what emotion it is.

I was also told I wasn't a real Puerto Rican, and that I was a "controling bitch" and "fat ass emo fuck" by a "wigger" kid, who is plainly white trash, and not so skinny himself.

Now as for you all who knew what happened last year, a medication I was on last November caused me to gain a significant amount of weight in a short term, and it almost killed me.

It elevated my blood pressure, and gave me edema in my legs. The doctors where afraid I'd get renal failure (when your kidneys shut down).

I gained almost 50 pounds, and I've dropped 40 of it in one year. And this kid has the nerve to call me fat, and emo. I almost died twice last year, and I get called emo. Cute.

ALSO for those of you who know me, I am controling? When it comes to my band, yes I will admit I am, but that's because it is MY BAND. I started it up with Ozzy, and he gave me the right's and priveleges to run it the way I want. But is there any other time when I am controling?

Bitchy, yes. Indeed I am. I was also accussed of never having a bitchy side, but, the more you get to know me, the more you see it.

But anyway, as I said, he was white trash, and stupid, so I really didn't expect him to understand.

He was one of those, beauty is only skin deep type of people, yet he was a only a face a mother could love, looker.

Well, as bad as white tras comes, he was the worst.

You know you're white trash when your teeth are rotted out of your skull from eating junk, and your girlfriend is seven years younger than yourself and she isn't legal.

Anyway, this kid called me a fake Puerto Rican, and accused me of not growing up in the "ghetto".

He called himself a real "Gangstaaa" because he was born and raised in a slummy area of Lakewood, and you went to school with blacks and hispanics.

You Sir, are white, and nothing else. You are not a "Gangstaaa" you did not grow up in the "Ghetto".

The word "Ghetto" means, an slummy, urban area. No more, and no less. I'm sorry if I'm mistaken, but isn't Lakewood S-U-R-B-U-R-B-A-N?

Yes it may be overcrowded, and a bit slummy, and yes many blacks and hispanics may live there, but it is still surburban.

See, I grew up in Jersey City. 20 minutes from NYC. Right across the river.

And as far as my heritage's concern, my father, is 100% Puerto Rican, you can ask my family, and actually just by looking at them you know.

So I love how I can be accused of being something I'm not, when the accusee is no better.

I am a "real gangstaaa" by trade. I keep it 100% real. You don't need to feel like I'm fake or tricking you. I'll tell you the truth even if it kills you. That's what "Gangstaaa's" mean and what "Gangstaaa's do".

I'm getting tired of dealing with stupid people like this. If you or a friend you know is trying to be something they are not, please, slap them across the face and call them a bitch.

If you are white, get over it, you always will be white. You will never be black, and if you were born anywhere south of Linden, west of Orange, or north of Rutherford, you were not born in the Jersey Ghetto.

So for all you "wiggers" out there, who were born in South Jersey, get over yourselves. You're posers, and nothing more. It is not a style, when you start using slang and dressing like "Fitty Sent", it is an insult to urban life, and I can guarantee you will get jumped if you ever go to NYC and act like that.

RAWR. DUMB CUNT FUCKS.
All I have left to say is FUCK YOU!

Trashed and Scattered (MERRY CHRISTMAS!)

2006-12-26T04:24:41Z

So, overall, I think I did quite well this year, especially because I didn't ask for anything except my guitar stuff, Best Buy Gift Certificates, a Zippo Lighter, and candy.

My family got me:

- THE DAVID WRIGHT BLACK METS JERSEY<3
- Leopard Print PJ's
- An HP DIGITAL CAMERA PRINTER
- Toe Socks
- A Chrome Zippo Lighter
- Candy of course
- A "MY BOYFRIEND IS MY FAVORITE ACCESSORY" teeshirt
- Jack Daniels Guitar Strap
- A set of 3, guitar strings
- 3 packs of guitar pics.
- A NEW 15ft. Guitar and Bass Cable
- $110 in Best Buy Gift Certificates
- $25 towards my snakebites

My friends got me :

- A Victoria Secret Sexy Little Things Cami & Underwear set
- The Dirty Minds Game
- The Position of the Day Book
- Homemade Gingerbread Cookies
- Homemade Cuppycakes
- Carebear Gummy bears
- A "Santa's Pole" ... (HUGE ASS STICK OF CANDY CANE)

Chris got me :

- A SCORPION DAGGER<3 - The Nine Inch Nails "With Teeth" Poster
- The Orgy DVD
- The Economy size Pack of Orbit Gum from Costco

Plusssssss....

I'm most likely getting more stuff when I got to my brother's house on Wednesday, and Chris's mom got me something, which means I have to get her something haha.

Everything was actually pretty chill which is weird with my family. Chris slept over. HURRAH! and we cuddled until 1 AM when my mom sent me downstairs only to wake up at 9 and keep cuddling. Then we opened gifts and CHRIS ACTUALLY LIKED HIS PUNISHER WRISTBAND! I figured he wouldn't because it was trendy but he loved it! Then I made breakfast for everyone, then we had fun...................

anyway... then I had to take a shower, then we started watching the Mummy, but we went to his grandma's where we found out she got engaged finally, and then we came home, I made a marinade for the steak my mom was going to make, I fell asleep for three hours, woke up, ate a sandwhich and we went to see Night at the Museum, which I must say is awesome.

Yes... I have to babysit tomorrow... and my world just went retarded.

Eddie Van Halen = LOVE

2006-12-20T04:35:18Z

I post alot. I've noticed that, but I don't care.

Yes, so Van Halen is singing to me. They're singing me Pretty Woman, and You Really Got Me.

And HarleyQuinn is sleeping on my bed, and my dog is sleeping on his bed, next to me on the floor.

And I have a pimple. And it's gross.

And I decorated my Christmas tree, and new bay window, and I wore my Santa Hat. I also finished Chris's Christmas shopping.

I have to wrap it up tomorrow afternoon before he gets home.

I love Christmas.

SNAKE BITES

2006-12-19T04:30:39Z

So my mom gave me the go ahead for my snake bites. They'll be done after Christmas, probably after babysitting, that way I have the cash for them.

When I get them done, my mom is going to schedule my tattoos.
YAY.YAY.YAY.YAY.YAY.

Chest peices first!

Anyway... I figure and cash I get for X-mas, plus my babysitting cash, will go towards my tattoos.

Oh, and so I found out that these two bitches I HATE, are friends, and trying to over throw me / be me. I found it hilarious, because it's all to get Chris.

Okay something everyone must know.

Chris hurts me, but in a way I like.
He bites and scratches me until I perfusely bleed, and he's the only guy that has ever done that for me when I've asked. And I, well, I actually injure him. After a few real bites from me, he can't move. Plus we understand each other's sick humor, complete each other's sentences, we've had alot of the same encounters, and we've been through alot of the same feelings so we just have this deep understanding of each other. He's the only person allowed to see me cry besides family, as I am one of the only people allowed to see him cry. So do you see where I'm going?

No one could ever give Chris what I give him, seriously.
He would get bored, and break up with you.

As he told me, I'm the only one to ever hold his attention this long, and still have him absolutely confused, bewildered, and curious to know more about me. That's why he keeps coming back. He can't picture to be without me. And not to sound conceited, but yes, it's true.

I can't picture my life with anyone else.
That's why we want to tie the knot!

So, if you happen to be one of those sluts that I hate, that think you can handle pain because of what? you used to cut yourself, or you like biting *cough cough -knipping really-* then you can fuck yourself. Chris is mine, and he loves me, plus I satisfy him... fully... ask him yourself and see the result! XD

So yea... I don't know how I got to that, but I have to get up early.
Nighty night dears.

Lolli's and tissues...

2006-12-14T16:13:03Z

So I once more, am home sick. I have minor bronchitis and a severe sinus infection, with swollen glands.

My hair is greasy looking, I'm sitting on my bed, listening to old school Green Day, and wishing I had some more lollipops.

I was thinking before, this Christmas should be quite lovely actually. I'll have the dreaded family over on Christmas Eve, and I'll have to tolerate them and their "Catholicism". But then there'll be some good food like always. I'll make some Beniet (Spanish style pork) and some empanada's for me and Adrian then the rest of the family can eat the ham. We'll open some presents and it'll be me and Chris's first Christmas (awwwwwwwe). And HarleyQuinn's!

THEN HE'S SLEEPING OVER.

Mom's making me sleep downstairs on the couch, in my santa outfit thanks to Tom D'Aries, and Chris will be sleeping in my bed, in his PJ'S thanks to madre.

Then on Christmas morning, we'll all wake up, and I'll wind up making eggs, bacon, and pancakes for everyone, while everyone else opens up the rest of their presents.

Should be nice.

Then a few days later me and my mom will be going to chill with my older brothers and sisters, and my neice, and my nephews, and my step mom. Should be awesomely fun!