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Gruntilda...
Of all people, she's here. SHE'S here. And apparently, she's... she's going to be our lunch lady...? Why did SHE get in? How could she have?
Quite frankly, I'm ALL TOO GLAD that I'm not a student and that I'd have to partake in eating her creepy crawly creations... but boy, do I feel bad for the students! She better NOT cause food poisoning to anyone! I know that witch... she's... I can't even explain it. I wish I could go up to her and give her a piece of my mind, or find some way to get her out of here because I have a feeling she'll be a danger to us... will she?
... But I can't. As a member of faculty, I need to keep myself in line. And... either way... I couldn't handle her, right...? She's killed me once before! Sure, it was when I least expected it, so if I confronted her, I suppose I'd be prepared... but after one death, my body would probably be all too weak to handle it.
All I can do is keep my mouth shut and nothing further than that. And I can't stand it.
She's possibly the only person I know who I could ever deeply, truly despise and oppose... I mean, I'm rough on Kazooie, but at least I consider her to be a friend (erm, in a sense)! I would NEVER really hate her... but Grunty... she is a whole different story. She is pure evil.
I need to go rest... I'm so shaken up...