Crazy

Last night I was at Santa's Workshop again building toys with youth. Which I truly enjoy! I see lots of people there I know most of which I am super excited to see. Last night was a first though, I was absolutely SHOCKED out of my mind. Last night Mrs. Morton and Mr. Morton and their son showed up. These two were the coldest teachers in the world from middle school. Mrs. Morton used to be someone else, like Miss. Chaulka or something, I honestly forget her maiden name. She was my tennis coach and 7th grade Social Studies teachers, she hated me. I used to be good at tennis and should have been high ranked on the team. Because of her hatred of my music dedication, she put me low and sometimes not at all. I didn't care much, but I sure did vocalize it and make her life hell. Mr. Morton, I never had for class, but she used to make him come in and talk to me about proper behavior. I told him to tell his girlfriend to play to win and quit being prejudice against my skills, yo! I got detention, but the team voted me MVP...HAHAHAHAHAHA! I showed her, the people spoke! But last night, the BOTH of them were vometing praise! WTF!? "Oh god, it's sooooo great to see you, how are you!?" Me - EAT it BITCH! Not really, but I wanted to.

I watched Harry Potter Four last night at my house. My uncle is a member of the academy and my aunt is in town so she brought the "consideration" video. What a let down. Harry wins this lame trophy and doesn't even get a little party, not even a good job pal! Blah. I don't get those films.

Goodluck with the holidays everyone!