My mother has... kind of been getting on my nerves as of late. She doesn't really ride my back about getting a job, and I'm thankful for that, but she does for other various, and somewhat frivolous, matters.

For instance, when summer first started and I had graduated about a week before that. She kept on yelling at me about getting an application to TCC, the local community college in my county, where I will be attending as of Monday. But... I didn't see the point. Why would I have to put it in so early? I mean, I suppose it would be good to just get it over and done with, but she was freaking out like I had to get it in the next week or else I wouldn't be able to attend.

Recently, she's been getting even more psycho: shouting out orders left and right before my sister and I have a chance to complete them. Usually, this means that something's bothering her, and that concerns me a bit, but not so much as to completely erase my annoyance. Maybe I'm just sick of home? Is it time for me to move out? Probably. But I don't have a way of supporting myself, so until I have a good-paying, steady job, I'm stuck at home with my crazy-ass mother.

Ja