my math teacher giving me a summer packet...rhghrgrgrgthghhh..

I decided to stay home for the last few days of school. Like I'm literally chilling in my bed, and my friends call me, and they start getting mad. I'm like, "What is y'all's problem?" Then they're like, "Oh, our math teacher just gave us a useless packet for the next grade, and it's graded!" I shrug it off because "Hey! I'm not even gonna be in school to pick it up! Sucks for y'all!" That backfired. MY FUCKASS TEACHER EMAILED MY MOM AND SAID, "Hey! Sky needs to pick up a packet from the school! She needs to do it over the weekend!!" My fucking stepdad picked it up from the school. The packet is rotting on my dresser. I haven't touched it in days because WHY would you give me work to do over summer break? And on top of that, you say it's graded?? WHY would you fucking grade my paper if you aren't even gonna be my math teacher next year???? Mind you its summer break. I'm literally on a break. You want me to do a dumbass packet of shit that I already know?