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I was planning on writing my next blog about high-waters and velvet shirts, but you will have to wait for that. I want to include a variety of pictures and haven't had the time to take them yet. :) So, for now you will have to settle for this.



It has recently come to my attention that I have a group of insane people who I am assuming have weekly get togethers and meetings in my honor. In my mind, I can see it. There are probably 2-5 members in all, and they are sitting indian style on the living room floor together. 10 bottles of cheap wine in the middle of them to fuel their crazy fire. (The alcohol is a MUST, because if the meeting isn't as entertaining as they expected... They will have to physically and mentally abuse eachother.) They take turns making up stories about me. Talking loudly, with a ghetto accent so believable you might even think they come from Compton. "Let's all change our myspace status messages to revolve around Kristin." Ooooh goody. Yes, let's try starting a myspace war.

Talking shit on the internet is like running in the special olympics. Even if you win, you are still retarded. I mean, honestly. Grow up kiddos.

It's funny how, no matter how long you cut off contact with crazy people, they always find a way to continue bothering you. I would think that after a year of not seeing someone, they would forget about you. I must be the silly one for ever thinking that.

How does that saying go? If you can't beat them, join them? I've been thinking of setting up my own official "hater" website. I can volunteer photos of myself that show of my worst traits. Post stories of my most embarrassing moments. Put my phone number and home address on there too, just to make sure the stalking is being done in the most efficient manner possible. Everytime I get a boyfriend or an interest in a guy at all, I will make sure to post the link to his myspace and his cell phone number. Just in case they didn't already know how to stalk him. That way they can make sure to try to ruin it for me. It would be a shame if I was happy wouldn't it? GOD FORBID. Let's never let that happen. Promise? :) I'll call the site "Kristin is a dirty whore who is ugly and fat." That about covers it for the insults most twits come up with right? Do you find it even remotely strange how every person you don't like, JUST so happen to all have the exact same qualities. What a coincidence...

There will be a small membership fee. Don't worry, this money will go towards a good cause. THE ANNUAL Fuck You Kristin camping trip! The membership fee will provide the booze and plenty of tents for all of Kristin's ex boyfriends and haters who will be invited. All of the haters will be expected to sleep with at least ONE of Kristin's ex's. I am sorry to be so demanding but rules are rules! How else are we going to keep things entertaining, and continue to try and hurt Kristin?

If you know anyone who builds websites, let me know. It would be an added bonus if they were interested in joining the club.

Have a wonderful day haters. :)