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Parent Rage blog 10: Terrorist & Prom Edition
I wrote up a sarcastic April fools day blog about my parents, but it was too facetious and now it is too late. And tonight there was something rageworthy, so time to rage before I shoot something.
Let me start my day. I wake up, go to school. Mom makes various snide comments, nothing much happens. I go to calculus, get somewhat confused by the lecture, but get help from the teacher in the 20 minutes after the lecture. We then go to a DUI presentation which basically sent the message “It’s OK to drink, but not OK to drink and drive” Call me conservative, but I haven’t had any alcoholic beverage or smoked or anything, and am against it. (well, I suppose until I try it lol)
But near the end of the presentation the girl next to me fainted/seizured (she’s pretty skinny, might be bulimic, but I’m not entirely sure.) so I caught her, and then they had to evac the building to get her out. Also could just be epileptic)In period after this (long passing period sort of thing) I sort out a budget for Academic Decathlon. I head over to my next period where we list material possessions that we have on our persons or in our backpacks. I go and interview for MUN president. I go into history, where I realize that the teacher was going to give us the same DBQ that he’d already shown us how to outline on. Most of the class had no idea what it was on at the time, but it was clearly new deal. So instead of taking advantage of it by acing the DBQ, I told him, and he thanked me for telling him. I get invited to a huge open house party during break, but I’ll be in LA, and I’ve never been to a party with drinking/genuine partying, so I was reticent to go anyways. I politely declined, saying I would be gone. Girl basically told me if she holds any more she’ll invite me. , but meh. I got home, and tried to load the MLG stream, but failed because it wasn’t working at all  Anyways, so I play one round of TF2 (heck, it’s first Friday of spring break). All throughout this my mom is saying “YOU NEED TO MOW THE LAWN” I said OK, I’ll mow it after dinner. (We have dinner at like 5:15/17:15 ( super early :/)) She won’t believe me yadda yadda yadda.
After dinner my mom and dad were going to some college planner >.> . So she says do the dishes and mow the lawn to me and my brother. I never do dishes normally, not because I refuse to or am unwilling, but because my mom doesn’t think I wash them well enough. And then she yells at me for them being inadequate, no matter how hard I try >.> So my brother said he’d just do the dishes, cause I needed to mow the lawn which was nice. So of course I go out to the shed and the lawnmower is behind a wheelbarrow and like 6 bikes. So I haul all the bikes out, and the wheelbarrow out, mow front and back lawn, go inside, and try to launch the MLG stream again. I fail again, so I text a friend blah blah blah….
Parents get back, are like “have you considered…. (insert bad colleges here) as colleges. And then flat up tell me. “You are not responsible enough to go to a UC, they don’t hold your hand.” I say no, I can deal with responsibility, which they deny, citing for one that I can’t drive. WHICH IS FUCKING BECAUSE MY MOM WON”T LET ME BECAUSE I DIDN”T TELL HER MY MATH TEST SCORE RIGHT WHEN I GOT IT BACK. (Teacher said that we’d do makeups, she needed to curve the test, and that she wouldn’t post test grades. I was doing corrections, and my mom saw it and got mad. Heck, I didn’t even need to pick the test up…) So that settles and my mom yells at me that I need to get all the information together for the trip to southern California. So I do…. And then my mom says I got all the wrong information yadda yadda yadda. (this happens twice)
So finally I just say that I don’t understand what she wants, and that if she wants to get that information, just fucking do it. If it’s so darn easy and short, why won’t you do it? But finally she explains, I get the information, play a couple ladder games. (roll a couple people, and then lose long games to tosses with mass colossi/templar :/) [more on this later] She gets back and yells at me for not edging the lawn adequately, and for not returning the lawnmower in the correct location.
So it’s like 10:00 and my mom is doing laundry. I have headphones on. Evidently somewhere in here she says that I should check my room for laundry. But I missed it, so she does laundry with not all of my clothes in it. So she freaks out, yells at me for being incompetent / stupid (I still fail to see why her not being able to wash all of my clothes is a big deal, considering I have a ton of white tshirts/jeans/athletic shorts(which is basically all I wear lol) Then she says “I’M PUTTING ALL THIS EFFORT IN FOR YOUR TRIP BLAH BLAH” I say OK, I understand that it’s for me.
But to be honest you’ve pretty much controlled everything that is going on: it’s more like your trip at this point (to which she blew up and threatened not to go, aka stupid move on my part) And then she yelled that I would have to do my laundry, which elicited a “OK” response from me. She got infuriated: I guess she expected me to be grieving over that or something?
So she finally corners me in my room, and just yells at me, and says that if I ever grow to have a conscience then I will feel so bad for what I am doing right now. I don’t care for anyone but myself, and am clearly irresponsible. It continues as I am told that I won’t’ develop any sort of conscience, and that’s really really sad. She then says, you know who else has no conscience? TERRORISTS. YOU ARE LIKE A TERRORIST. (of course at this point she looks like a madwoman with her hair frayed all over the place leaning over me.) And then she went into her room. And turned off the internet. So this will be posted tomorrow.
Prom: So I’m a generally socially awkward person to be honest. (I’m very eloquent, and very awkward >.>) So I said screw it, I’m going to prom. Now it’s about a month ago, and I certainly don’t have a girlfriend, but everyone is going with someone, so I feel obligated to ask someone. >.> My mom obviously wants me to go to prom. I don’t understand what her reasoning is, but she’s hounding me about who I’m asking blah blah blah. So here are my problems.
MOM ALERT (stopping to write. I think she’s having icecream lolol)_
And I’ve returned.
First problem: What the hell does one wear to prom? I don’t really want to rent a tux: is suit acceptable? I’m quite confused.
Second problem: I could ask a friend of mine, but it’s super awkward because she 1) could get asked as a not friend by a super shy guy (who might be procrastinating) and 2)I asked her to homecoming like 2 years ago and she said no, but I dind’t know her that well at all at the time, and it was on the advice of a mutual friend >.>
Third problem: What the hell is with all this party stuff around the date, it all confuses me.
Fourth problem: If I can’t find anybody good to ask as a friend, is it acceptable to go alone? Lol.
SC2 rage. GAAAH they get a critical mass of templar, and I throw maxed army after maxed army at it and I still die. Again and again. Even after emping most fo them. They just accumulate energy, and then he has like 15 storms, and then I continually am screwed
GAAAH I get 5 bases to 3, and he just stomps me with a 200/200 fight. I lose my ground army instantly to like 8 colossi, and even though I clean them up I’m left with like 80 supply of scvs and 40 army, vs like 100 army supply. GA:FL JWOPitj . (I think I’ll attach replays in the morning)
http://drop.sc/2917
http://drop.sc/2918
 
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Canada2480 Posts
The coolest thing about spring is that parent rage/girlfriend help blog come back to TL 
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On April 03 2011 02:56 swanized wrote:The coolest thing about spring is that parent rage/girlfriend help blog come back to TL
=)
The best of both worlds tt
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Lol this makes me so glad my mom is really chill like 80% of the time. I'm visiting colleges too, though, so she can freak out sometimes. As for prom, i think a suit is fine, but just ask your friends. I've gone to dances with friends before (no girlfriend here, either) and it's not awkward. just ask a mutual friend if you should first.
The trick to beating late game toss is to do lots and lots of drops. your 200/200 army will lose to his most of the time. Set up a siege line to prevent pushes and do marauder drops to snipe nexi and tech. constant aggression with mmmv works too, as long as you can keep the templar/ colossi count low. Boxer did this in the TSL3 against a protoss who i forget the name of, but he didn't pressure nearly enough.
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Dude I love your blogs, makes me feel so much better about my relationship with my parents :p
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intrigue
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I’ve never been to a party with drinking/genuine partying, so I was reticent to go
this hurts my heart.
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On April 03 2011 03:18 intrigue wrote:Show nested quote +I’ve never been to a party with drinking/genuine partying, so I was reticent to go this hurts my heart.
OK. First part was why I was reticent >.>
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Set up a camera to film your mom's rage and send it to child services or something. Next thing you know you could be emancipated and free.
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On April 03 2011 03:18 intrigue wrote:Show nested quote +I’ve never been to a party with drinking/genuine partying, so I was reticent to go this hurts my heart.
I think it's admirable.
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I can say... I chose a college against my parents (very strong) wishes, and have been extremely happy. Told them I was going no matter what. The what turned out to be withdrawing 100% of any financial support and not talking to me except to tell me about the children of their friends, who are attending colleges I should have apparently attended. It can be stressful to be completely on your own (like trying to figure out where to stay over Christmas, lol), but it's very gratifying to prove them wrong and be 'grown up' and not have to answer to them anymore.
Get through it, get out, go somewhere that will make you happy. It's your life.
Oh, and do you actually really want to go to prom? I always thought it was dumb myself, lol. But that was in part cause my school did such a horrific job with it.
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Go smoke a bowl, chill out, and learn how amazing life really is.
Also, tell your parents to stfu and gtfo your college choices. That's your territory bro, claim that shit.
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as for the prom issue
dude high school got nothing on college
honestly prom isn't even that big of a deal, take it from me
but yes, if your parents want you to go to prom you should make them pay for a rental tuxedo
and yea get a date dude its not hard, going by yourself is unacceptable
going with a girl as a friend is pretty standard, you dont have to actually like her
generally your tuxedo's vest/tie/shirt/something will match your dates dress
and depending how many people your going with you may want to rent a limo
etc etc
but GET A DATE lol dont go by yourself
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Sounds like your mom needs a therapist. I can't understand why you tolerate this shit you go through. It seems like you just let her walk all over you. Part of the reason she does this is probably that she simply can. Also, you should really talk to the counselor at your school about this if you haven't already.
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Okay, i think your problem is this:
You don't realize how much control/power you actually have over yourself. Your mom is not inherently bad person, actually when I read your blog (I'm asian myself) I kinda understand what she's doing and why she's doing it (thank god my mom doesn't do that that much, but she does a little so I can relate).
The idea is this, your mom wants you to be a responsible adult, which, by itself, is all the right thing and the best thing to wish for for anyone. Now where she doesn't realize is that to be responsible she has to give you room to manage yourself, and let you make your own decision and face consequences. I don't think she knows that your decision is going to be suboptimal in the beginning, so she freaks out each time you try to manage it yourself and you didn't handle the situation well enough, and take the management responsibility into her own hands, and start to manage everything for you and be controlling.
What you need to do is first be responsible for your own shit. The cycle is vicious in that the more she cares about your shit the LESS you care, and the more she gets crazy which is no good, but her rage is now justified because you really didn't care for yourself. I read your blog and it seems she's quite crazy, which partly means she really doesn't give you any chance to manage yourself and make mistakes, and learn to handle the consequences. But in the other part, it also means you have not been responsible yourself.
So, start handling your own things a bit more WITHOUT your parents having to tell you, make a decision on which UC you want to go, have clear reasons why (It could be all the wrong reasons when you re-think it later but as day9 says, make a decision based on what you have now is better to have no decision). Explain why to your parents, and in general have a clear clear idea what you are going to do and why you are doing it.
If your parents doubt your decision, talk to them about it, be patient and let them understand why it actually is not bad. Now you might come out either winning or losing the argument, but that is not important. The important thing is to know if their suggestion is valid or not, and which UC you really should go based on the collective knowledge. If you think you know more and your decision is correct but CANNOT convince your parents you are correct, try to go to that U.C. anyways and insist on your judgement.
Overall there's a lot of parent rage blogs I've read, but I don't think in a single one you motivated that you were trying to actively make a decision for yourself and your parents shut it down. So it seems you can still do that, so start making some decisions and grow up a little, once your parents seen you make the right calls they'll realize you can handle things yourself, and leave you alone. Basically how it is for most every one. Parents didn't used to trust my judgement, but they gave me some room to grow and manage, I made the right calls, now they trust me and let me manage everything.
For me it was something like... mom used to yell a lot, then I go to college and want to study computer science, then dad yelled at me a lot saying don't do it but I realized I would not be happy studying other subjects so I made up my mind and did it anyways. Now they are very proud of me for doing that. It's incredible how much power your parents DONT have when it comes to the choices you make in life. They can only FAKE control, FAKE that power, but in the end all they do is still a suggestion, and opinion on their half, and in the worst case maybe mind twists and guilt trips to control you. But if you are responsible and know what you want, they really don't get to do ANYTHING on the choices you make because they know it is you who will call the balls.
So yeah, start actively making some decisions buddy. and know what you want out of life. If you can't do those you will continued to be bitched upon and manipulated by your parents.
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You have to go to prom, man, and you have to rent a tux. No suit. And you gotta go to an afterparty.
It's acceptable to go alone, but really really bad/awkward. Just ask every single girl you see. What year are you? Sophomores are always willing to go.
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I'm not going to my school's prom :D
Girl I would've asked got asked like a month and a half before by someone else (far before anyone else starting asking people). I don't want to go around trying to figure out who I should go with, so I'm just not going to. Feels pretty good actually, no stress
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On April 03 2011 03:18 intrigue wrote:Show nested quote +I’ve never been to a party with drinking/genuine partying, so I was reticent to go
i pity you
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Wall of text please use more paragraph
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The kids like 17/18, not everyone drinks when they are 15. I reccomend trying it before you go to college. That way you aren't socially awkward or shunned.Youre gonna be dealing with it in college you might as well.
If you don't want to get rejected out-right. Ask some friends to ask girls like, hey would you go with froadrac(well obviously your real name), to prom? That way you just don't end up asking a billion girls and looking desperate.
What you are dealing with is typicalc oming of age stuff so just grab the balls to do it and go to prom, go to the party, drink and get tipsy (don't get wasted), and just have fun.
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Judging from the way you write and what you write about, all advice i can give you is go for it and learn from your mistakes. You're going to fail, how much will perhaps depend on your intelligence, but remember that you have to fail to rise, just keep on failing and don't give up!
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