First, a warning! This may get long and tedious, but I have to get it off of my chest. =(

Well, where should I start...

I'm stressing out because apparently my college professors don't know that I have a life and had tried to kill me with so much work that may literally take me weeks to finish. The school was closed because they were on strike, for... like a week, so I used some of those days to do my projects, though I couldn't do much because they hadn't told me the instructions. Bleh.
I'm on college right now, and guess what? Yup! I got more work! *sarcastic yay*

At home, I get yelled at for the stupidest things, or maybe for absolutely nothing. If they're not fighting, they're just mad at me. Every thing that I do is wrong in a way, no matter what. Like for example, I did the dishes. A few SECONDS afterwards, my parents ask me to do coffee. Fine, I do it, then do the dishes again. I was tired and wanted to drink my own coffee, but when I went to sit down on the table, they argued with me because I didn't bring any snacks. :roll:

My friends and I have lost touch completely. The only ones I see are the ones that I go to college with, which is my best male buddy and another friend. Our schedules are messed up, so we don't get to spend too much time together. When we ARE together, we're usually working separately on school work.

After my hour long ride back home, I'm as tired as ever, wishing that I could just hop into bed and go to bed, but no. Mom's mad because she prepared dinner and since I didn't help her I should clean up the kitchen and fix around the house. I try to tell her that I'm tired, just to get the "When I was your age I did all those things and more" speech.

"But mom, things have changed and I have to DRIVE there, which adds up to why I'm tired."

Oh, if I tell her that she'll kill me. She's ALWAYS on a worse condition that I am, (supposedly) as if it was a competition or something. If not that, then she'd be telling me how horrible her day was because grandma or dad were bugging her or something. Yay, I'm a psychologist now too.

So I want to whine for a bit because I'm stressed out and my mind seems to be about to blow. Oh, I can't talk about it at home, because I'm instantly a spoiled brat who can't take on any responsibilities... or I'm just lazy. I'm sorry, but I'm the kind of person that gets fed off too fast for my own good. :angry:

I'm also mad because yesterday I was asked to was the car. Fine, I'll do it the best I can (even though I suck at it even though I try my best). I put on some shorts, because I was obviously going to get wet. I go outside, and since the street is very close to the house, every passer by stared at me blankly as if they'd never seen anyone in shorts before.

Before you say anything, I know it was the shorts because of the way and direction they were staring as they passed by. My face only expressed a "WTF". Seriously, I can't even go out without having some old men looking at me? Damn. I'm not even pretty! Can't they just go on with their lives? :angry:

After my little brother and I clean the car, dad comes and says that we didn't do it right and that it looks horrible. He said that it was such a bad job done that we shouldn't have wasted those THREE FREAKING HOURS there.

Dudes and duddettes, I'm stressed out and I'm very VERY mad. I dunno if any suggestions will make this any better, but I just wanted to talk it out.

Thanks for those who took their time to read this wall of text.... I might add some more as the day goes by. =(

I try to tell her that I'm tired, just to get the "When I was your age I did all those things and more" speech.

She's ALWAYS on a worse condition that I am, (supposedly) as if it was a competition or something.

Oh, I can't talk about it at home, because I'm instantly a spoiled brat who can't take on any responsibilities... or I'm just lazy.

I know quite what you mean by those three right there. Normally with my mom, I just try to do a "yes dear" and do whatever the hell she wants done, despite how tired or stressed I may be. Doing that will usually get her off my ass, and then I should be free to go and rest. However when BEER-O-CLOCK rolls around, every 15 minutes I'm called out of my room to go grab her a beer. As if she can't get up off of the comp to get a 20 second bit of exercise to grab her freakin' Corona.

Seriously, I can't even go out without having some old men looking at me? Damn. I'm not even pretty!

I can be walking to the freakin' grocery store in a wife beater and pajamas and I get honks and stares. Understand that one too.

Weh, I'm glad you understand... it's just so frustrating! I don't know what else to do. :|

The things you mentioned are why I decided to go to school over 100 miles away ;D

Hang in there. Just a few more years and hopefully you'll be on your own :)

Almost everything that you mentioned were the reasons I finally moved out. My parents both used to do the exact same things, telling me it wasn't good enough, or that I didn't do enough around the house.
Sometimes it even extended to my school work. That was never good enough if my grades came back as anything less than a B.
I feel where you're coming from. I'm sure you've probably already tried it, but maybe talk to them and tell them what you're feeling. It may or may not help, but at least they will know how you feel, and maybe they will understand better.
How many classes are you taking at college?

I'm really sorry for all of that. I know you didn't come here really wanting advice, and you just wanted to rant, but I think you should find someone to consistently talk to about these things. It may be someone you know in person, or it may be someone on here. Or on another website. Often, when you're hurting, it's good to write things down, but if you don't feel like writing or don't like writing at all, then talking to someone, especially someone you don't know, can always help because it's nice to know what you're talking to is listening and cares. I'm always happy to help anyone any way I can, so you can add me if you need someone there for the sheer purpose of venting now and then, and I'll always happy lend an ear and my own advice when you want it. But it doesn't have to be me. I just think you need someone there so, anytime you need to vent or rant, you can just get on the computer/call them up and rant and rant and rant until you've let it all out. You'll probably feel a lot better and these things will become easier to deal with.

Hope this helps, and I hope you get all your problems worked out. It always pains me to see good people hurting, and, like I mentioned earlier, I'm always happy to help in any possible way. Good luck!

Thanks guys... I just feel used after spending so much time with my family and at College.

Oh, I only take five classes, since it's my first year. Still, those are enough to drive me insane, especially since I still don't feel adapted to that place and I'm still very attatched to my old friends...

which leads me to another topic, mentioned by khboy0. I don't feel like I have someone to talk to here, because I used to rely on my mom for advice and stuff, but lately I realize that whenever I go to her, she ends up telling ME all her troubles and that just makes me feel worse. My best friend is at another school and we barely get to see each other, and she made a whole lot of new friends, so I'm not sure if she's still there for me like she used to.

(For a bit of a background, we were two girls who shared a lot of things in common. Like sisters, actually. But now we barely talk, so I don't want to go to her just for troubles... it seems wrong. =( right?)

That's why I trust my stuff with people I don't know in person, like here. Some help, others just make it worse... so far, everyone's been very nice to me and I feel a bit better knowing that I'm not alone going through a situation like this. =)