"You're Evil" That's a comment by my friend when she discovered I was going to stretch the Kawamoto Saga into 4 parts. I guess that I really am evil then... now onto the rant..

Due to Kawamoto taking William and secretly asking him questions about me, and then telling him to not tell anyone about the questions, my mom immediately called the principle of the school, Gary Smuts. The fact that his name is Smut(s) just cracks me up, by the way. But first, she calls Kawamoto and questions her about the matter, and Kawamoto shits a brick and says "You have to talk to the principle about that," and transfers the call before my mom can even speak. She's not so tough when a parent is there, I can tell you that. So my mom calls him up, and just yells at him. Of course, Smuts being the fag that he his, tries to protect his teachers, and instead of apologizing for Kawamoto he decides to protect her and agree with what she did. Outraged, my mom begins yelling and saying "If you have a problem with my son, you COME TO ME! You don't ask his friends, you don't ask his relatives, you don't ask anyone, you ask ME. And you do NOT tell his friends to swear into secrecy, and put them into a position like they put William!" Of course, Mr. "I love" Smut, explained that parents would be in "denial" over something about their kid, and so the best thing to do is to ask their friends. HAHAH GOD!! THESE PEOPLE ARE RUNNING THE SCHOOL!!! My mom comes back with the line of the year, "WELL THAT SURE BACKFIRED IN YOUR FACE DIDN'T IT?" OH GOD TOOO GOOD! Anyway, Smut and Kawamoto now feared the living shit out of my mom and me. But little did I know, Kawamoto was going to get back at me, and hit me where it really hurts.

After promising me that I was going to able to go to Japan for hosting the second forced exchange student, I was rejected. I was pissed off as hell. She gave us her word that if I were to host that student, that I was a guaranteed to be in. I was furious but not out. In Los Alamitos, there's a teacher who's friends with Kawamoto, her name is Matsumoto. Anyway, for two years the teacher would give pamphlets to students at CHS for her trip to go to Japan. Since I had been screwed out of going with CHS, I decided to try the Los Alamitos' trip. Everything went perfectly, and my mom gave the money and we were all set to go this summer. It was only a two week trip, which I felt was terribly short. Luckily, that teacher that I had become friends with, you know the gay one, was going for a whole month! He told me, that when everyone on the trip goes back, he could meet me at the airport and we could go and stay in Japan for 3 more weeks. I had to tell Mrs. Matsumoto that I was not going to be leaving with them. Surprising before this, Kawamoto had become very nice to me. She told me that if I needed help paying for the very expensive trip, that I could help sell chocolate and whatever. No thanks. Anyway, little did I know she was about the screw me over. Once she found out that I was going to be staying in Japan longer with the other teacher, she became pissed. So one day, I was taking a nap after school and I woke up to see my mom looking at me with such sadness in her eyes. I asked her what was wrong. She explained to me that I was no longer allowed to go on the trip with the Los Alamito's class. It felt like someone had just punched me right in the stomach. You see, they made up some kind of bullshit that "Only Los Alamitos' students can go." Which was entirely bullshit, as Mrs. Matsumoto had been giving pamphlets to our school for two years now. They never mentioned that I could not of gone even after I paid the money, it wasn't until they found out about my plans after the trip would end. I was beyond disappointed, I was furious.

You see, I play video games. I play violent video games. I watch violent movies. You see how pissed off I was, how hurt I was, but never did I ever, consider grabbing a gun, running through the school and shooting every faculty member or anything like that. Just to show you, the kids who do that are already fucked up, the video games and movies have nothing to do with it.

Anyway, as I became closer friends with the "other" teacher, he surprised the living shit out of me by offering to take me to Japan with him, for the entire month. My mom was grateful to him, and eventually after getting to know him allowed me to go. There was nothing Kawamoto could do to stop it, and I was going to Japan for sure. I am eternally grateful to that teacher for taking me, after all this crap, and all the crap that he would be in for taking me, I can't thank him enough.

Ironically, after all this Kawamoto had gotten herself into some deep shit with another parent. Bobby Kimura and his family slapped a lawsuit (?) or something on Kawamoto for her verbal harassments, and for not letting her son pass Japanese when he became injured. She would not let him make up anything, and was the only teacher to not let him make-up the missed work while he was in the hospital. Nonetheless, nothing started happening until after I returned to Japan which will be covered in Part IV. Anyway, before this ends, there was one more significant moral victory for me. At the Interact Club banquet, everyone who attended the banquet was supposed to put down $5 and would get it back once they showed up. At the end, I asked for my $5 and Kawamoto kept telling me "No! You didn't give me any money. You can't have it back. blah blah blah" WTF is that? I was like "uhh god whatever" and William and Andy were upset as well. That was gay. Anyway, three weeks later in June, I got a letter in the mail from Kawamoto. It had my $5 and a letter that gives me the ultimate victory. I have never apologized to Kawamoto, and never will. This letter had the first and only apology from her. I scanned it of course, so you can view the letter by clicking here.

So why was Kawamoto shipped out of CHS for a few weeks? Why did she get to return? Why did she return and was only allowed to teach to Japanese I and II, but not III and IV? Find out in PART IV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

To Be Continued....