A pic of me at prom
A pic of me at prom
Name: Kristin. And that's all you'll get out of me!
Nicknames: Rembrandt (everyone), Christelle (French class), Kris (Trey and Sarah), Chere-Squeak (my Chere-Freak, Rob), Squeaky Dot (all the rest of the dot club), Bubby (Leena), K-chan (Leena, oops, I mean L-chan), Super Kris-chan (um, my superhero alias), Kris-Kris (Marti), Krissy (Marti and my immediate family), Krisi (pronounced like the previous name, but this is how Drew spells it), Kwissy (when Mawti and Dwuw can't say their "r"s correctly), Krissy B (Pearl, Tushy, Evan; Cohen says it's "Kristy B" cuz he made it up), Boom Boom La Tour (Mr. Driskell, Pearl, Tushy), Krissy-Cat (Lisa), Kristinka (everyone in Slovakia), Kissy Krissy (Russell), and Shawty (Martin; he speaks Slovak-accented ebonics!).
Age and Birthdate: 19/March 14-Pisces
Home: I was born and bred in the heart of the south in Atlanta, Georgia, USA. And no, I don't have a southern accent. Currently living in Nashville 9 months out of the year because of school.
Family Members: My mother Rosalie, step-father Gary, half-brother Ben, and crazy rambunctious fluffy kitty-cats Weldon and Kali.
Occupation: Student at Vanderbilt University, majoring in chemistry.
Current Favorite Quote: "There's no medium for love." ~The Indigo Girls. And it's so true. Paint is too definite, colored pencils too flighty, and in love, no artistic medium can really convey what you want to say....
Currently Reading: A Crown of Swords, The Tale of Genji. I am really getting into Robert Jordan now. Yay for Queen Morgase and Tallanvor!
Last movie I saw: "Braveheart." I watch this movie way too much. I love this movie way too much. The Scots make me happy.
Likes: Art. Horses (Hope, Heart, Starlet, Cutter). Cats (Weldon, Kali, Socks, Cindy, Ginger, Velvet). Slovakia. Guys with blue eyes (and all of the cute ones in Slovakia have names that start with M! ARGH! As my grandmother and I say, Beware of the M's!). Hopeless romantics like me. Books. Europeans. Janošik stories. Works of Rembrandt. Writing. Angel food cake *drool*. Studying French, Slovak, and Japanese. Girl Scouts. Chemistry class. Art class. Tim-Tams (Australian candy). Being able to drive to school. Cooking. Long hair. The natural blond streaks in my hair. David Bowie. The Indigo Girls. Moby. Adam Sandler movies. All the Karate Kid movies. Anime PERIOD. The Atlanta Braves. Folk, polka, and swing dancing. Astrology. Folk art. Slovak kroj. Chocolate. Donuts. Stwawbewwies. Video games. E-mail. Celtic stuff. Swords. Myths and legends. Blue jeans (especially boot cuts!). When my hair behaves. Astrology. Water (I just like being around it). Swimming. Good Slovak hospitality. Aquamarines. Writing letters. Teaching non-English speakers ebonics. My comfortable Birkenstocks (they're my American hiking boots.). Snow. Running with friends. Playing the piano. Fishies. Mutts. Calvin and Hobbes. STAR WARS! Waffle House. IHOP. Laughing. Marshmallows. Old Navy. Alice in Wonderland. Pajama pants. Books by Mercedes Lackey, Sidney Sheldon, Maggie Furey, Jennifer Roberson, Robert Jordan, and J.R.R. Tolkien. Cheap fuzzy slippers. Christmas carols (I don't care WHAT time of year it is). Walking on the beach. The color blue. Banging to my heart's content on a set of snare drums. Saturday Night Live. Drew's pool. Drewmama. Austin Powers (yeah, baby, YEAH!). Lakeside High School's Homecoming Hall Decorations (which we, the class of 2001, have won ALL OF OUR FOUR YEARS IN HIGH SCHOOL!!! For pics, go here.). MY FRIENDS. Washing cars. The Simpsons. Geneology. Seinfeld. Other artists. My 1983 stickshift Toyota Tercel (sadly deceased now because of a wreck =*( ). My 2000 Camry CE. Slovak exclamations that I can say because no one else understands them. Volleyball. Playing badminton on my lawn. Playing lacrosse on Leena's lawn. Going down to the little creek behind my house. English, Scottish, Slovak, and French accents. Folk festivals. My fujara. Traveling. Gold embroidery. DVDs. Shrek. Unicorns. Nihongo no kurasu. Picnic table sleds.
Dislikes: Idiot politicians. Republicans. Long plane rides (think Prague to Newark; 8 and 1/2 hours. Ugh.). When my hair frizzes up in the Atlanta humidity. People who try to coerce me into doing things I don't want to do. Cigarettes. Drunk drivers. The stereotypical "ugly American." Newark airport. My weak ankles. My dad's you're-a-horrible-child attitude. Child-neglecters. Animal abusers (That's there just for you, Leena!). ICE STORMS. Teeny boppers who only talk about the Backstreet Boys, N'Sync, and Britney Spears. Freshmen who act like they own the school. Browser cookies. Modern art. Licorice. Tripe. Cell phones ringing in movie theatres. Ignorance. Being ignored. Guys who talk to my chest (Sometimes it's flattering, but most times, it's degrading. The only person I won't get mad at is Rob, because I know he does it on purpose. =)). People who tell me I'm going to hell (and they do worse things than me and are hypocrites). When I get upset about stupid insignificant things. Slippage when going into third gear. People who just don't care or have no empathy. The brainwashing effect of organized religion. Adults who fight like children. People who think that I'm stupid and naive because I'm young. Jet lag. Homework. People who think they are experts in something when they really aren't. Sorority girls who get drunk and used every weekend. Close-mindedness. Allergies.