Fml. Sitting in this classroom bored out of my mind. Cuz my original classroom is taken over by juniours

And its pretty bad since i talk about how much these people bother me when I do the same things.

I cant stand: People who arent confident(me), people who cant make decisions(me), people who send mixed signals(me),people who exagerate(me)

Ive com to the conclusion that im really just one big hypocrite.

Mixed Emotions.

I hate Mod G.
And I've been hating a little less as the days go by.
But I still hate it.
Especially now.
Especially today.
If you know me..
You'll know that when I get angry at someone, I'll embarrass them.
But I say that I'll fuck someone up.
Not really...
I'm a little person on the inside.
It takes a lot to get me into a fight.
A lot of emotion..
So today in Mod G.
Which is my English class.
I was just sitting listening to Mr.Howe read Lord of the Flies.
When i hear crumpling plastic.
Like a piece of a wrapper to something.
And then I feel something hit my hair.
(Oh and I'm wearing a hooded sweatshirt)
So immediately I know whats going on.
And just in case I'm wrong, I don't wanna look like a phsyco.
I don't look back, I don't try to see what they're doing.
Until I keep hearing that plastic.
And keep hearing it.
So I lean just slightly so I can see out of the corner of my eye.
The asshole sitting behind me is doing it.
And my nigga Chad in the corner over there is like
"guys! whatthefuck! you guys are such douche bags."
After a little bit I heard them say " Chad are you mad at us?"
Which made me feel a little better.
And the kid Brenden (who's really hot)
Was like "Don't pay attention to what he says he's a jerk" (pointing to either Cameron or that asshole sitting in back of me)
Didn't make me feel any better.
I didn't expect that kid behind me to do that.
Fuck. I didn't do anything to him!
I really hope it wasn't Cameron telling him to do it...
(The blond Cameron not my Cam).
But like I said up there ^ I was so full of mixed emotions at that moment that I really wanted to get up and punch him in the face.
Or at least throw those plastic things back in his face and yell "Whatthefuck did I do to you?!"
It was bad too because after it happened, and it took the things out of my hood.
And I was just trying to read with the class so I didn't smack this Motherfucker.
I realized I was shaking 'cause i was balancing my head with my hand and my elbow was on the desk, but i couldn't even keep it still 'cause my hands where shaking so bad.

I love my daddy he always leaves me coffee in the morning :)

Awkwarrrrd

Don't you find it funny Case?
That every time we're on the phone or talking on xbox it's awkward?
I was going to call you about this but that would be pretty ironic huh?
I figured you'd read this eventually.
I find it kinda weird that we can hold together a good friendship when we don't even talk other the phone, text, or talk on xbox unless it has to do with plans.
I think it might just be a good quality that we have I guess.
It doesn't so much as bother me really, just makes me wonder.
You know that every time we do talk on the phone or xbox we always have some reason to leave?
The weird thing is that I hate talking on the phone, but I have no problem talking on xbox.
I think that's what makes it awkward.
Or maybe it's just that weird vibe come back to haunt you :)