My dad freaks out when my brothers walk home. We live a 15 minute walk away from the school. It's ridiculous. It's not like they're going to get stabbed on the way home or something.
It's the same with uni stuff. Already, he is trying to stop me from going to stuff that, while aren't compulsory, would be social suicide if I do not attend. Like the O-Week party, or the Law Camp. And from financing myself through university (not so much uni, but my social life). He tried to hint to me that I should quit my job to concentrate on studying. Which I don't want to do. I like having money to spend. I like having control over the places I go.* I like having a place to go that isn't home or school, where I get paid to do something I enjoy.
He freaks out when I drive.**
He freaks out when I go out.
If you've heard of separation anxiety, you'll know that it's usually associated with young children and small animals. When the primary caregiver of said child/pet is absent, the child/pet will experience mild to extreme symptoms of anxiety. Parental separation anxiety is the reverse, where when the child/pet is absent, they will instead feel symptoms of anxiety.
It's quite bizarre.
I'd like to learn more about it (and how to get rid of it.)
*Speaking of going out, sometimes I go out with friends while telling my parents that I'm working, or going to uni.
**Driving is FRICKING scary. I have nightmares about it. They always involve me having to drive in an emergency, with someone dying in the end. I've had 7 hours of driving experience so far, and while dad says I can't be a perfect driver after only a few hours of driving, his comments while I'm driving are the opposite. E.g. ZOMG you're driving too close to the kerb, why can't you control the car? and/or ZOMG I can't believe you didn't slow down before that hump, are you blind? You're so careless... etc
Anyway, Uni tomorrow. First lecture, and unfortunately, I don't know anyone in my STAT171 class yet =/ Grargh.
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It happens with partners too. I've had girlfriends had the same problem. I'm guessing there are men who have it with their girlfriends too.
I used to pretend to be at work and in fact be clubbing.
Hey, enjoy it while you can.
*conspiracy tiemz*
Well, they'll just have to get used to it. And you'll have to get used to the way they'll react.
Yup. coming home at 6 or so is fun. and i'm quickly getting used to how they react
and yeah it does happen with partners too. it's a kind of ownership thing... they feel like they own you, and you feel they don't... and you should be free to talk to whoever the hell you want... and they feel stressed about that... people are odd creatures
yep, going to milk it for all it's worth =]
Hey Ness...has your dad ever snooped around in your room while you were overseas, trying to find something you've bought without their permission? It's funny because 1. they find it and you're screwed or; 2. they don't find it but because they believe you have hidden something, it just means they're not looking hard enough, in which they'll keep snooping around until they find something...even if there isn't.
*High 5* I'm at 7 hours too but my dad is always like "slow the f*** down!" So I'm always getting honked at by faggots in BMWs and the like for traveling 40 in a 60 zone, rather than vice versa.
Yeah, he probably has done it while I've been on camps etc, but never told me, so he could use it as future ammo. I never actually know if either parent has found them. Most of the time I throw my parents decoys by buying new clothes "without their permission", and that relieves the suspicion somewhat =="
LOL yeah, my dad is a big fan of me driving slowly... he's like "it's a 80 zone, but you're a learner, so you should drive at 70" >< although he has a point. I tend to hit the kerb in the narrower streets ><
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