Parents.

<p>What are yours like?</p>

<p>I love both of my parents. They have done so much for me. But, just like with everyone else, there just some things that drive me crazy! They'll tell me "yes" to basically get me out of the way, and then change their minds. For instance, they said they would let me go to an upcoming concert with my boyfriend and a couple of friends, but now they have decided that I cannot, even though they already got me a ticket! Also, They argue about trivial things.</p>

<p>Yeah, yeah. I love them, but sometimes >_>. I'm sure they feel the same way about me, though.</p>

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<p>In Hispanic culture family is important. I love mine for putting a roof over my head and feeding me. While we have lived in the ghetto most of my life, they still continued working hard. If they choose to be difficult, so be it, I'm not going to battle with the people that provide me with necessities.</p>

<p>Culture is important in my family as well. Respect is a big one, too. I don't battle with my parents or anyone older than me. (Instead, I come on CC and rant :]). I agree. My parents work hard and I love them. They don't have to, and yet they do it for my brother and myself. I accept their quirks and whatnot, but it still upsets me when they lie to me.</p>

<p>Oh, and, to clarify, the arguing about trivial things - it's with each other.</p>

<p>Also, remember guilt is a very useful tool.</p>

<p>I get along pretty well with my parents. They've done a lot for me, and (if I don't say so myself) I do a lot for them in return. Plus, they're not really strict. And whenever they choose to be, I guilt them into allowing me to do whatever it was I wanted to do by reminding them that I am a pretty good kid, with school and helping out and stuff. So it is pretty balanced. ;]</p>

<p>Eh, I wish I had as good of a relationship with my parents nowadays as the people above me. I love my parents to death and they love me, but we butt heads all the time lately.</p>

<p>Mainly its due to the fact that they're very strict. I'm not allowed in any of my friends' cars if they're driving, I can't go to certain towns/areas at night, etc. The driving thing in particular has been a source of conflict lately, since my best friend got his license (and its not a matter of his being a guy, they keep saying that they trust him, they just don't trust new drivers in general). They refuse to give me a date at which point I'll be allowed in his car (they did, but then they took it back!). And whenever I try to discuss it with them, the discussion gets all heated until I'm agitating them too much and they tell me to leave. They won't actually just sit down and talk it through with me...instead, as was the case last week, I was told "you're ruining our dinner, go do your hw." If something doesn't help them or affect them in some way, they have little interest in relaxing their rules for my sake.</p>

<p>Like I said though, I still do love them greatly. My dad has had some depression issues over the past several years, and I think its made me only appreciate him even more in some ways. And my mom is increasingly becoming my friend, not just my mom.</p>

<p>I get along really well with my parents. Now that I've graduated from high school (as of Friday) I miss seeing my mom--a teacher at my school--during the day. By lunchtime today I was puttering around my house thinking, "Gosh, I can't wait 'til Mom gets home..." My mom and I talk a LOT, about just about everything. My dad and I don't talk as much--he being a Strong, Silent Norwegian, and me being something of a chip off the old block--but when we do it's almost never rancorous. I hardly ever fight with either of my parents. Sometimes when my mom and I are both stressed out or angry about other things, we have stupid little arguments, during which I often throw something across the room--which, of course, just makes things stupider because I usually throw the object in frustration over having a stupid pointless argument with someone I love, but it certainly doesn't help end the argument. :( Good thing that hardly ever happens. :)</p>

<p>They're pretty relaxed as far as making rules goes. A while ago I heard something about me not being allowed to date until I was 15--and now I'm 18 and have yet to go on a date with anyone, so they really haven't got much to worry about. :p </p>

<p>There was only one R-rated movie I wanted to see before I was 17, and my mom wrote me a note for the cinema so they'd let me in to see it.</p>

<p>I've gone to co-ed sleepovers and my parents haven't batted an eye. Of course, they know my friends and my friends' parents, so they knew nothing unkosher would happen. But still.</p>

<p>I really don't know what their policies about premarital sex are. I guess they just expect me to be smart. When I told them about how one of my male friends suggested that we go on a trip (which hasn't materialized yet) together, my mom said "Well, he's a nice boy." ("Well, Mom, he's a lot of things, actually...") :p</p>

<p>My parents haven't pushed me to do anything. From time to time they suggest that I get my driver's license, but it hasn't been like, "We won't drive you anywhere from now on, because you need to go take your driver's test and get your own license!" I ask their opinion about lots of things, even sometimes the clothes I buy. My mom provides a voice of reason and wisdom that I value quite a lot. They encourage me to do what I want, and even if they don't think it'd be the smartest thing, they say, "You can do that if you really want to, but I don't think it would be a good idea because..." Like when I was debating with myself over whether I should audition for my high school's fall play last September, which would have left me with little time to do my AP Calculus and World Religions (=hardest classes in the school) homework, not to mention college applications. In the end, I was the head audio tech for the play, so I was involved anyway. :) </p>

<p>I love my parents. :D</p>

<p>Love my parents. They're really good about school and stuff-they'd be disappointed if I was failing-not because I WAS failing but because I wasn't doing my best. They rock!</p>

<p>Anniushka, your parents sound cool. </p>

<p>My parents would never let me go to a co-ed sleepover. They don't trust people that much. Actually, they just really don't trust teenage guys. I actually can't think of anyone who has had a co-ed sleepover. I've never even thought of that idea. </p>

<p>All of your parents seem pretty cool, actually. :] We're blessed, if I do say so myself.</p>

<p>"a co-ed sleepover"
AHAHAHA This made me laugh.</p>

<p>[sarcasm]"co-ed sleepover" is that what you youngings are calling an orgy? [/sarcasm]</p>

<p>Heh heh. It's actually a lot of fun. And quite decent, when it's my friends. :p</p>

<p>I don't know how to respond without getting past PG13 :P</p>

<p>The dirtiest we got was when all 7 of us (4 girls, 3 guys) got into bed together and spooned. And then the host's mother walked in. She just told us that we were going to break the springs on the bed, though... :p Afterwards when we were trying to think of what to do, one of the guys (a Mormon, no less) was unusually enthusiastic about the idea of playing strip poker. I was glad we ended up not playing it, though, since I'm bad at poker and was wearing relatively few articles of clothing. :o</p>

<p>oh...........</p>

<p>:eek: I'm afraid I made it sound dirtier than it was. It was all in good fun. And fully clothed, although I............... never mind. :D :o :p</p>

<p>You don't want to leave anything to imagination, do you?</p>

<p>Do you want me to? ~_^</p>

<p>But seriously, we're hijacking this thread. We should probably stop. :p</p>

<p>Hm...I don't know how to answer that without sounding...ahh...like a..</p>

<p>Yes....we probably should stop..</p>