November 7, 2006: We Hate King Club
As of late, I've spawned a sorta paranoid theroy. Basacilly, there's a club out there somewhere called the We Hate (*my first and last name*) Club whose porpose is to make my life a nightmare. And slowly it's affacting my in bad. I must admit I'm kinda high strung. But wouldn't you if you got a sub who punished their students for crying (Note: When I get real mad, I cry. Don't ask why. I don't know.) for half the school year. She also lied when directing a play. She stuck me in three unwanted roles without my consent. And then she said that if we wanted out of a part to tell her. I told her I wanted out of two of a chain of three back-to-back songs. She refused. (She later became one of the teachers of the following grade. I didn't get her, much to my releif.) But the following year I was stuck in a class with none of my friends (Or at least any that would stick up for me.) Made enemies with two jerks, one of which punched me.
Now as of late, a complete stranger suddenly decided to harrase me. Tried to report him, but our bus driver dealt with it in a way I thought was terrible (She completly ignored it.) Now a complete stranger, suddenly decides to shout obsecenties across the bus at me, it made me think What the heck? Then it hit me. He must be employed by the We Hate (*Insert my true name here*) Club to terroize me.
Now I have formed a dream of sorts: To figure when and where they meet, walk in, sit down, enjoy a drink, and generally be annoying to them. Of course I'd bring along a posse just in case. So I'll sit there, drinking, and be the biggest pain possible. On second thought, maybe I should set up a spy camera to catch a few meetings, hand it over to the police, then walk in and be a general pain.
Then again, this is coming from a guy who tell people he has an army of ninja squirrels.