It continues...

I should have posted the answer to my last posting, but I'm sure everyone can easily enough assume what it was about. As a matter of fact, a similar happening just occured at my house. I'm literally still shaking...

So, I went to go open up a can of Campbell's New England Clam Chowder soup to make for lunch and saw that the metal lid of the can already seemed popped up a bit. So, I gave it the smell test and....STINKY!! I knew right away this can was bad, bad, BAD! If I cooked it without smelling it, I would most likely be food poisoned right now. In any event, my parents were in the kitchen at the same time I was (HUGE mistake to be in the kitchen at the same time as my mom...I mean BIGGGGGGGG mistake!!) Anyway, in seeing me throw the can out, she FREAKED out! Apparently I was supposed to just throw the can + the contents of the soup into a bag and throw it into the garbage. Instead, I poured the soupy contents into its own plastic bag and began washing out the inside of the can (because I wanted to recycle it). So, apparently this was a BAD thing to do(???). My mom started SCREAMING (literally) at me b/c I was "going to make the house smell" somehow, by pouring the contents into a bag and washing out the can. As if it would make any difference - the kitchen already smelled b/c the rotten odor of the soup hit the air. In any way, its the most stupid inconsequential thing either, but my mom started freaking out. She said how I was so smart to test the can for freshness seeing as it was "popped" but yet (in her words) "something is missing in your brain" b/c of the way I wanted to throw the can out. Ugh, she means well but UGH UGH UGH!!!

I want to be a MAN - but its impossible in this house. I'm literally still shaking. Nothing I do is ever right. Nothing is even close to right. How am I supposed to go out there and kick ass in the world when someone is always breathing down my neck here and telling me everything I do wrong. I just feel like the most incompetent moron in the world. Its not fair...I should feel "built up" and have some self esteem, but UGHHHH! I can't wait to finally get out. As usual, I locked myself in my room for the rest of the day to hide from my mom while she is in a bad mood, b/c of something I did. Well, soon enough world...soon enough I'll come for ya. Can't wait to see what its like to make a move without getting yelled at!! G-d forbid I should breathe, right?