You're kidding me, right?

Okay, this is ridiculous.  My grades drop and suddenly everything is my fault.  The arguments between me and Sean are all my fault (and of course, I treated him terribly this past weekend (SARCASM SIGN HERE) when we went snowboarding - more on that later), the way I drive is reckless, and my attitude is shitty.  My mom doesn't want to pay money for me to go to school anymore, and she doesn't want me to hang out with Riley.  Screw that.  Screw her.  Funny thing, this is my life, and I am a legal adult.  I live here because the University won't let me live on my own until I'm a Junior.  I pay for my own gas, I make my own food, and really, I'm a fairly unobtrusive house guest BECAUSE I'M AT THE SCHOOL about 14 hours a day.  But fine, blame every fucking thing on me, because I guess somebody has to be the scapegoat.