New Kind of Angst

I'm thinking about getting my septum pierced tomorrow. I believe that living with my parents has brought me to an all new level of teenage angst... A kind of teen angst that only occurs in my 22-year-old self. It's not even "teen" anymore.

Speaking of angst, though... I'm becoming more and more pissy living with my parents. My dad and I don't speak that much to begin with, but my mother is getting on my last nerve. I'm SET on getting a car and my own apartment now. I'm tired of being angry all the time. I'm sick of it, and I honestly believe it's because I'm around my parents too much. I've already been out on my own, and having a mother around who's constantly trying to do things for me is slowly killing my mental well-being.

I can't think anymore. I have about an hour before I have to be at work. I don't know what I'm going to do. Maybe I'll look at more steampunk attire.

Take it easy, wheezy.

Hannah