On the holiday spirit

I feel as if, if I had believed in him, someone had told me that Santa wasn't real.  The first blow was when we were told that we couldn't hang our wreath on our door because it stuck out too far.  I understood that.  It was dorm policy, and they seemed to be sorry that we had to take it off of our door.  Still, it made me sad.  And just now, I discovered that someone had torn the garland off of our doorframe and stolen it.  I understand having no Christmas spirit, but destroying someone else's?  That's just plain mean.  Also, destroying someone else's property?  That's not very cool, not cool at all.  Well, people or person who took the garland, I hope you're pleased with yourself, because you are a jerk.  I'm going to go to sleep before my sadness turns into anger that will not accomplish anything.