What Is This Summer Anyways?

My mom is yelling at me so hardxcore right now. She's saying all these really uncalled for things. That I'm ruining the family. I never want to be home, I hate our family, etc. (She says). And she's just yelling. Now she's yelling because she says she will hide my keys because my room is not clean enough. Okay, so I know that's something parents say but i continue to not understand why my mother cares if my room is clean, she never spends time there and when someone is coming over to be in my room I clean it. It's the "you don't care about me" sentences i hate hearing from her. She tells me how I can't stand to see her, etc. I hate, hatehatehate, it when people tell me how i feel. EYE know how i feel...don't tell me i'm something. Don't tell me that I'm sad, that i'm mad, or that i'm spiteful because you think I am. One day I'll make a list of all my little pet peeves.
One of them will be when people yell at me despite my lack of response. When I just sit here and take it.
One of her favorite things to tell me is that I care about my friends too much. That soon they will be gone and i will realize i dont have anyone. She says I make excuses to my family all the time, but never to my friends. That's not true. Sometimes people want to hang out and I don't because I'm tired or it's late...But she wouldn't believe that if i told her.
rant rant rant.
The thing is, I'm not screaming right now. I'm actually sitting here with a very calm expression on my face.

What does it matter.
Because he/she isn't going to hang out with me today anyways, it's all a false-caring attitude. Looks like my mother got her wish,
some people don't want to let me get a hold of them.