Jimenez

So, my orchestra teacher is Ms. Jimenez. She's tiny, but she makes up for it. She's mean, yells at you, grades you unfairly, gives you dirty looks and is always telling us how much better Oak Canyon (the other school she works at) is at playing at us. But weirdly, she's funny and acts like a teenager too. It's sort of a weird balance. And even though I'm always willing to point out to people how awful she is, I really want her to like me. Like REAL bad. I don't know why I'm so desperate for her love. Whenever I mess up or forget something and have to go tell her is always painful because I know she's about to give me the dirtiest look. And that time when she was tuning my violin and I had to bend down really far because she's so short, she laughed and said, "Thanks." It was like the best thing ever. I made her laugh!And even though she's really mean, when we were saying goodbye to her at our last concert ever with her after three years, I almost cried. I realized that I was going to miss her so much. she brought me from a little 7th grader who sucked to a Chamber kid. So, to show her my appreciation I wanted to get her something special: Mountain Dew and M&M's. And a note. She was in one of her moods, but I went up to her and she smiled at me and gave me a hug. So, getting her to like me? Mission accomplished. (BTW, I got this picture of her from facebook because I secretly stalk her. But, I don't want to add her because...that'd be weird. I dunno. Man, this is sad.)