Please flight attendant, could you help me???

I went to Florida for a conference then from there to Charleston,SC. It's such a lovely city!
On my way back, I had to change planes in Chicago IL. To start, my seat was on the very back of the plane... But not terrible. Then this lovely lady sat on the aisle seat (I was on the window seat). This young asian man (early 20s)sat between us and looked very lost. First he had this huge backpack on his lap. And he opened and closed all the zippers he could and hit his elbow on my arm and chest every time he moved... Annoying but I figured he would stop as soon as he find what he was looking for. I had my iPod on and wasn't really paying attention to him. I felt a tug on my seat belt. He was trying to pull my seat belt, so I gently told him his was under his butt... It took him about 5 minutes to figure out how to buckle it... Then the flight attendants were explaining the safety requirements and advised to read the safety card "in the pocket in front of you". Only on that week I had been inside 5 planes, so I kept reading my magazine. He looked at me, angry and asked why I wasn't reading the safety card!!! Deep breaths... "No, thank you. I was in another flight earlier and they are all the same..."
Then I decided to take a nap cause I had to turn my iPod off for departure. Which was nice cause he was quiet.
They announced the movie and said we had earphones "in the pocket in front of you". (everything is inside the pocket in front of you... except the eject-your-neighbor button) I had my eyes closed (I was trying to sleep). Then I felt hands on my legs!!! I opened my eyes and he was trying to plug his earphones on MY side and to do that he had to MOVE MY LEG out of his way!!!! I was so mad! I tried not to yell, but not so politely anymore, I told him to find the HOLE for his earphones ON HIS SIDE and leave me alone... For the duration of the movie, I heard hard laughs and spits flying in front of me...
Then the snack came: a mini bag of mini pretzels. Which he tried to open... and pretzels and salt flew over my dark blue jeans... Fine. "Do you care for a beverage, ma'am?" - "Yes please, a tomate juice" (I'm addicted to it). He looked at me with a disgusted face and mumbled a "yuck!"... More deep breaths.
After 4 hours of trying to sleep and not pay attention to the elbow and laughs and the salt on my legs, we were close to home. Then he decided he wanted to look out of the window. Over my body! No way Jose! You stay on you seat and do not invade my personal space, thank you. I closed the blind and shut my eyes for the remaining 15 minutes of the flight...
So annoying!