Okay, fuck you.

So I have some shitty grades.

Yeah. I get that. I agonize over it enough on my own.
Although in comparison to some people, I’m doing pretty fucking well.

Not even Mom says crap like that.
Way to make me feel like a pile of shit, Dad. I thought you were the one who I didn’t have to worry about jumping all over me. At least Mom has the decency to say it in person.