Yesterday there was this fair in my town, but it was expected to rain. I really didn't care. but than my dad was having a bad day because of work or something and said if it rained i would have to come home because i would hurt myself... okay i can kinda understand that. but if hes worried about me being in the rain wouldn't it just be better to go to someones house and get picked up but no, he wanted me to walk home. than it drizzled for maybe 5 minutes and he wouldn't let me go... of course i continued to bother him about it, finally he let me go. As i was getting into the car, it started to pour... i really could have cared less i could have just gone and hung out with people at someones house but i knew he might have a aneurysm or something.
This question often come up in my head. Why are parents so difficult about hanging out with friends. A while back i went to work and after we went to hang out, so i called my house and told my parents exactly what i was doing, where i was going, who i was with, and when i would be getting home. We went to my friends hockey game, than to a dinner for dinner. I got a phone call from my mom freaking out because she didn't know where i was, i had talk to her on the phone probably 4 hours before hand.
The past few days the question rolled around in my head. and the answer that always seemed to just be there was, "They gave birth to us, they want us to be safe and some day have our own kids. Often parents lose most of there social life dealing with all of our crap that we do, why do we love them? because we need to, most parents spend 18 years if not more raising us than probably helping us out of some bad situations, than paying 40 grand a year for college."
~TWM~
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