So, I'm working on my computer, trying to fix my speakers, while my sister is doing something school-related. I mutter something about my speakers, and my mom tells me to get out, because my sister needs to focus. I'm a bit miffed, because they'll never leave me alone, not even when I'm doing calculus and they're quite literally talking loud enough to give me a fucking headache. Nevertheless, I leave, and go sit in a recliner in the next room. I try and converse with my little brother, who is shortly told by my mother that he has to do some math too. She then orders me out of this room, too. I ask (quite mildly) why I need to, because he can just go and do it in the same room as my sister.
She flys off the fucking handle at me. She starts screaming about how I NEED TO GO OUTSIDE OR UPSTAIRS NOW!!!!! I shrug, and start putting on my shoes. This makes her scream even louder, which makes me just start laughing at the irony of the situation. She wants my siblings to have peace and quiet, so she's screaming at the top of her fucking lungs at me.
Anyhoo, she calls me a psychopath(no joke) for laughing at that. As I'm going upstairs, she screams after me that I won't be going with the family to my grandmother's seventieth birthday party. Yeah, she's that unhinged.
She still can't hold a candle to BlackFlyme's mom, though.