Things made me mad (Diary)

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09/09/26 2:32 PM EST So when I was heading out of my 6th class, band, I felt a stomachache and was rlly pissed because I only out spicy chicken tenders for lunch. I also ate half a burger and decided that was that. Note I did horribly when I was in band class so that made my day a bit worse. When I entered 7th class, I was immediately greeted by a kid I desperately hate due to his absolute lack of respect. He kept saying things and kept teasing me, in which I have a very low temper. I tried my best to ignore him, and couldn't take it anymore. I yelled at him to stop and slammed my desk like 3 times. As of now, I decided to yell as much IN MY BRAIN. It was so much so, that I decided to tell @ObjectAdventures since he is one of my closest scratch friends. Then when I was sending, given how the scratch moderation is not the best, the moderation thought I said a swear. I kept saying that I wanted to say something so bad that it'd be considered offensive. So here I am on a random Chromebook typing this while a sub is doing random stuff while my stomach gets worse. Peace out y'all. 09/15/26 8:12 PM EST So I was having dinner with my parents, and we had potatoes, chicken, rice, and a brisket. The potatoes and chicken were made by my father, and the other two by my mother. When my father rejected my mother's brisket, my mom was really sad and heartbroken because she had a stomachache and prepared for 2 hours. When my father could tell my mother wasn't too happy, my father stopped eating when he found out. He only ate not much. So when I asked my mother what was wrong, she told me. I felt way too much sadness because I have my own equation. Parents + Argument + Dinner + Child = Everyone's sad. I felt sad because of the rejection and guilt I felt for both of them. I left the table due to the guilt I felt for both of them. I tend to worry about everyone I love. So when I found out, I tried playing a bit of Geometry Dash to brush it off. It wouldn't be a good thing if I heard my mom placing the dishes down a bit louder. If I hear it a bit louder, that means she is not in the correct mood. My father tries to brush it off saying he isn't sad/mad. That made me feel even more anxiety for the both of them since they have been married for some time now. If they get into a conflict like that, It would take a few hours to make up for it. So now I'm here reconsidering on things I don't even want to consider. 09/22/26 10:54 AM EST So I have been bringing 3 Nee-dohs to school since I got it from an art store. I won't want to reveal the name or else people will know what city I live in. Anyway, I give permission to those who CAN squish the Nee-dohs. Enemies don't get to. Now some kid decides it's a good idea to squish them without permission. When I'm heading to 4th class, the kid decides to start squishing them when I expect the least to happen. I tell him to let go, but he just keeps grabbing on and make weird noises. And one of my 'friends' decides to make a running joke. See, my friend and another kid said I 'stole' a purple Nee-doh from the media center ground. Now everyday, they keep making that joke when I bring something to school. Trust me, it's been like one week since they have made the joke, and I'm starting to get real tired of it. Then I eventually pushed him away with one hand, since my Nee-dohs lay on my binder. Then when I head to 4th class, some kid comes up to me and says, "The Dave vs [teacher name]" I was so confused until he told me it was one of those laser eye memes. Now I actually smiled cuz just by imagining it, it would look stupid but funny. Then came lunch. Boy did I hate that. It's not because the food was bad or anything, in fact, I enjoyed it. It's because THREE KIDS. I won't hesitate to give them nicknames. Jady, Hady, and the kid. They decide to throw around my nee-dohs like maniacs. It took me 3 minutes to get them back, and who came in? My 'friend'. He still makes the joke of picking Nee-dohs off the ground, when they are clearly mine. They keep making jokes at me like, "He's js tryna look guilty so you give him stuff." & "Look at that, somebody whining about stolen squishes." It got on my nerves and I didn't talk to them for the rest of the day. When I head to 5th class, I'm all upset, and my REAL friends are there. They tell me what's wrong and reply about not wanting to talk about it. THEN, Jady took things too far. HE has been picking and annoying me so I could give him attention. Never told him to stop when I most needed to. Back to the story, he said, "I wanna talk about it" That pissed me off and finally I couldn't ignore what he said. I snapped at him saying he has been torturing me for a year, and why pick on. I added that I'm getting sick and tired of it. Thankfully, I stopped there because if I said anything else, then i'd never see the day again. The teacher also understood what was going on and confronted him.