<p>^haha, my dad flatly refused to let me visit my top school which is about twenty minutes away and my friend was going. at least you're not applying to schools you don't want to go to..i'm applying to like four that i don't care about,but am only doing so b/c my parents want me to..</p>
<p>i hate how much they control my life..i can't wait to leave. well, i'll have to wait for a job and stuff, but still.</p>
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Haha, the whole doesn't seem to be the sum of the parts in this case, especially given your on-again-off-again-monophasic-no-wait-I-was-supposed-to-be-on-biphasic-whoops sleeping schedule. Anyhow, it's virtually impossible for me to catch you at a time not before you go to sleep, since you nap after school and sleep at night, haha, you're always sleeping when I'm off!</p>
<p>edit, oh, and you're the one who always says that they're tired, so I really based my judgment there more than on anything else (because a rigorously followed polyphasic clock can work)... ;p
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HAH! Maybe I'm lying to all of you, I'm actually a faithful follower of a rigorous MONOPHASIC sleeping schedule. Wait, actually, I don't sleep at all. Wait, I don't know when I ever sleep, lol.</p>
<p>And you should know, anyway, that I would be doing full out polyphasic if it weren't for that huge 8 hour block of, um, school, every day. haha. If I got into it though over the summer, I could prolly manipulate it enough to let me just get one a-bit-too-long nap in the middle of the school day, and space the other 20 minute ones around it.</p>
<p>you guys only THINK you have it bad. My parents dictate my every move and tell me I'm a blistering idiot for not making an A (an unweighted one, mind you)in an Advanced Honors British Literature course (which is the equivilant of an AP, but for sophmores) To be perfectly honest, I'm more into the artsy side of school. I'm famous for churning out brilliant essays, have a wall of allocades for my creative writing, am in the thesbian society, play the guitar, and dream of having my name under the "editors" division of National Geographic magazine. My parents want me to hall my but down to Johns Hopkins and be a miserable pre-med major and then grind it out for another four years in the actual medical school. Everyday, it's wouldn't you rather be a successful, well-respected phycisian than some washed-up nobody struggling to pay your rent and electricity bills? Now that Obama's been elected, the once coveted title, "dr" will be sounding far less appealing...Either way, I'll be living off spam and R.C cola, jk</p>
<p>I'm sick of exerting parental pressure. I am a parent. The reason I do is that some of the consequences of things left undone or things being done will be worse than the misery of applying parental pressure.</p>
<p>Yeah, my parents were like that until I was in seventh grade. I'm the youngest of four (very difficult) kids, and so one night my mom sat me down and said "Lima, I'm tired. I can't do this anymore." I said, "Good. Is there any way you could just--stop?" </p>
<p>And she thought about that, and then did it. I've been "scholastically emancipated" (in all ways but for 90% of my private school fees (I pay 10%)), for going on six years. It's great, and it's not like there are no consequences if I slack. If I slack I don't learn. If I don't learn, I don't lead a fulfilling life. That sounds like a pretty large consequence to me, although it's one my parents have never even mentioned.</p>
<p>I take care of everything, even arranging all my college visits, determining my schedule and such. The one time my parents had to get involved (counselor meeting), it was a huge hassle. I mean, they still give me advice if I ask--my mom copy edited my college essay and my grandpa tutors me in physics--but if I don't, they leave things up to me.</p>
<p>They're just happy it's 1/3 of the way through my senior year and I'm not doing drugs (long story).</p>
<p>So no, parental pressure doesn't bother me. (:</p>