Ok, I know for the record, that this shouldn't go up at all. But my temper is through the roof right now, and even watching GOT7 and BTS videos isn't helping.

So uh... WARNING! Possibility of cuss words! That and lots of complaints.

To say I'm pissed off right now is an understatement. To say I want to cry about it is too true. To say I've bottled it up ever since I got back from my trip to Vietnam about a month ago is only slightly false.

Let me explain first.

I'm a student in high school, straight A's, an extremely small group of friends and possibly the only one who is truly invested in Asian culture. My grandpa had been really sick for a while. Like, really sick. Something to do with his kidney's and lungs. But he lived in Vietnam, while my family took residence in central Illinois. So, we planned out a trip. In January, about two days after school came back into session after winter break, my mom and I would go to Chicago and take off for Vietnam. We did, and I will admit, I was extremely laid back. Sure, I still had school assignments since I wasn't allowed to temporarily drop out. But then, things got ugly when I got back. My teachers had failed to send me assignments or keep me updated on how the class was doing. In one of my classes before I left, my teacher said, and I quote, "We'll get you caught up when you get back." And I, being stupid, just went along with it. When I got back, I was immediately piled up to my chin in assignments, from Geometry assignments that had failed to be sent, to eight chapters worth of vocabulary and notes in Government.

It's only been four days since the third quarter ended (when grades can't be changed from there on back), and things are still . It's been a month since I got back and things are out of control. It isn't until now, when my anger is getting the best of me, that I'm able to write again. My phone is out of commission due to a virus, my current grade in one of my classes (*cough* Government *cough*) is a big fat F, my dad is nagging me about said F when I can't do jack about it, my grandpa died just this very morning, I had a fever in the morning that supposedly went away after an hour, and worst of all (to me);

My dad invaded my ING privacy. I think I have privacy issues or something, but ever since I was young, I was kind of secretive. But then, every single one of my diaries had been found and read by my parents. So maybe it's not so much of a mystery.

But then, the guy who used to sit behind me in science decided to send me a text. I'm not sure since I don't have a phone, but I think it said something along the lines of "Don't die."

My DAD saw and responded to the text. The very last ing thing I need is another person all up in my business, or even worse, my parents tailing me over something I can't control. And now he's poking around in my texts. HELL TO THE NO.

I don't know what to do anymore. Maybe it's my headache, stuffy nose, and overall cold, maybe it's my temper, but I just can't deal with all of this at once.

Uh... sorry for complaining so much. I know people don't want to hear it, that there's worse stuff happening.

Sometimes its nice to get a load off, let the world know. So uh, feel free to complain in the comments or something, I'll read it and respond if I can think of an appropiate response.