Okay, this is going to come out like a teenage angst.<br><br>I respect my parents, I'm glad they care for and support me.<br><br>However, they are constantly breathing down my back - for example, I was joking around about something a week ago so my mom called me today asking what it meant and freaking out.<br>I've always been afraid to talk to them about my problems, if I wanted something, I couldn't even talk to my mom about boys because they would blow it out of proportion/say no, Jeffrey is the first guy that they actually liked.<br>I still get nervous asking for anything/wanting to talk to them, I mean if you can't go to your parents who can you go to? <br>Jeffrey is the only person I go to for ANYTHING (and even then I beat around the bush more than straight saying it), and I also like to talk to my VP friends.

<br>Anyways, moving out time is getting closer and I just want peace and quiet - my parents constantly keep asking where I plan to keep my animals and whatnot. (I don't think I have met anyone even remotely close to my animal obsession) and it's quite annoying that they are STILL saying that I can't have any more pets, I am not even in their house. My mom told me today that: "No more animals until you have your own house an live on your own property" I don't think she will even approve of that.<br>Is that really for her to decided? I don't think so, THEY aren't taking care of them, buying them, feeding them, etc. <br>I believe all this animal nonsense started when they bought me my first puppy (my poodle) they NEVER have let me live down the fact that I never took care of her (pooty training, bathing, etc.)....I was FREAKING SIX YEARS OLD!!! And I don't even remember asking for a puppy. If anything, I care(d) for her much more so than they do - they won't even take her to the vet to get checked for a possible tumor, and yet I can't take her when I move because she is too old. When I was gone three months no one bathed her, she was so dirty she was pretty much brown. And you know what's worse? As soon as I came home my dad says 'Your dog STINKS! Give her a bath!" I had a great trip, thank you. :roll: Gee I wonder why she smells...<br><br>However, my dad <span style="font-style:italic">has</span> pretty much given me the right to do what I want after I graduate, it's my mom who can't let go - she keeps telling me I am not "grown up" for goodness sakes, I am almost 18!!!<br><br>I know this rant is scattered, but I had to get this off my chest and it's just whatever came to my mind. XD<br>Cookies to those who read.
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