It seems to me, that the more I talk about her, the more I loath her actually. She has always gotten more attention from my mother, though she is not her child. Why would anyone love such a violent shrimp? That is the question I keep asking myself, maybe its because she is a giant shrimp. With just a clap of her hands, and she can get whatever she wants, and get it fast! I do love my sister dearly but it gets harder as I become more and more jealous of her easy life. For one, she finished high school, the first in the family. And as I mentioned before, I dropped out of High School, when I was a Junior sto go into show business. Well, she was the one to push me in that direction, and made me believe that it would be so easy. Well, reality was a big slap in the face. Not only was I sharing a room with seven other girls, all who came to Hollywood, to make it big, but I had to go without the simplest comforts many times. This whole skeem of hers was to set me back. I have yet go to college, a feat I will acomplish. Even though she got most of the attention when we were little, the older I got, the better my mom got at spreading the attention and Kristie did not like that. And so once I did not graduate High School, she could be the star in all their eyes, but fortuantely it did not go that way. Even though she went to excellent colleges, mom and Grandma Ruby, bragged about me more and got a bigger kick out of seeing me in stampede seens and commerials.All in all, thing eventually evened out and Kristie lightened up alittle about being the best, alittle.
Now more about about Kristie:
Kristie is a materialistic brand name girl who seems to be anti- GO GREEN. She sticks her nose up at anything homemade or knitted (which are my favorite hobbies). I just live life so muc simpler than she does. The life expectancy of anything in her house (clothes, decorations, plants)
is about four months or less (usually less). But enough about Kristie, her life is her own, and her story is something she can write and publish. She is perfectly cabable of that.
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