'Cuz I've seen it before and I don't care anymore.

So, I feel like I'm about to throw up. Today was not good. This year started out so great, and it's slowly but steadily going downhill. I found out a lot of things in the past 2 days. For one, school is starting on Monday and it's 10pm on Saturday. This break was nice around Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday but other then that, it was one of the worst vacations I've had in a while. I missed Kara a lot and I cried a couple times because everything seemed so overwhelming, but I made it through that. She finally came home on Wednesday and New Year's and the day after were so much fun. My mom was bugging the shit out of me, but it didn't really matter after she got back. I was just glad to have her there with me.
Friday was cool, but my mom told me something that really really bothers me. I have a trust-fund that my grandpa has kept for me since I was born. There's a lot of money in there, I don't know how much exactly, but they put in a certain amount of money each month. My mom told me yesterday that he's stopped putting in money for the past couple months because my grades are so bad. I don't care that the money isn't going in there; I have more then enough to get me into college. I just don't like that my grandpa felt the need to do that to me. He stopped putting money into my cousin's fund when she went nuts and tried to kill her parents a couple years ago. They sent her off to this rehab thing like on that show Brat Camp, and she got held back in high school for it. She wasn't doing well to begin with, especially because she was skipping school and doing drugs all over the place, but it wasn't until after she got back did they cut the funds. So great, I'm grouped in with the psycho, bi-polar 20 year old in my grandpa's eyes. My mom made me feel so bad about that. Like that there was no hope for me and I was being shunned from my family. I got over it though and tried to have fun for the rest of the day.
Today really made me lose it. Kara came over because we hadn't been alone since she got back from Cali. It was supposed to be really nice; we were just gonna sit around and watch movies like we used to. I was really excited and even came home early from Melanie's house just to hang out with her. Everything was cool until we started getting call after call after call from someone. She already said that morning that she couldn't hang out with this person today, but they still felt the need to fucking call every ten minutes. They called at the worst times and they were always interrupting something. She even turned off her phone, but they called again in the first five minutes it was back on. It was so stupid because we were both getting so upset, so I finally picked up before Kara was about to leave. I ended up getting hung up on, and I kept bawling until a long time after Kara left. It wasn't that I got hung up on, or they kept interrupting the good time I was having with my girlfriend, or that my girlfriend got more upset then I have ever seen her; it's just the way things were handled. I was called rude for asking what the hell they wanted, and it was made out like I did something wrong.

I'm done. I have a science project to do.