EXIT PROJECTS SUCK!!!!

It is now 11 pm, and I'm up cuz the DOE makes people my age do exit projects, and i have to turn in the first draft tomorrow. Why do they make us do this? It is pointless busywork. When my grandparents were teachers, kids were smarter, AND THEY DIDN'T DO EXIT PROJECTS. I think there's a link.

I know school is supposed to be odd, but this takes the cake!!!

I suppose it all started last year, when i was forced into special ed because of my AS. there were only three of us, and this other kid, roger, and me were new. Of course, none of my peers have even heard of AS so they based all their assumptions off the old kid, Don.
Don is, if possible, weirder than me. so kids assumed i was retarded too.
This year, 2 great new kids joined the program, and we have tortured Don. i viewed it as revenge. yeah, I'm a bitch. so shoot me.
I randomly noticed, in November, that Don's head looked like a slanted Mr. Potato-head. you have to see him to believe it. So I told one friend, and it took off. He was now subject to all sorts of potato jokes. It was totally out of my control. It wasn't my joke anymore. It was everyones, and they loved it.
So, i decided, like the asshole I am, to take it a step further, and brought in a potato masher. only my freinds and acquaintances saw, and they thought it was hilarious, and congratulated me and my accomplice. Later I felt horrible, but at the time it felt like... attacking last year's abuse. I know; that's messed up, and later I felt horrible. he ratted me and my friend and accomplice out, and we got a lunch detention and a suspension. My enemy, a member of the 7 Dwarves (there are 7 short guys and two tall leaders to whom they gravitate), a clique my clique and I can't stand, was gloating so much about it... I want to kill that little creep!!!
Tomorrow I return to school from spring break. It's the first time I will see Don since this whole masher thing. HELP!!!