Well, I mean more like if I wanted to go see a show I wouldn't have to ask my mom. I'd be old enough to go to the city by myself and what not. I don't think my mom would be that controlling when I'm older. She has enough trouble controlling me as a teenager haha.
Aww, Rach that's really cute. When I was little my siblings used to call me "Baby" because I'm the youngest of six, and I would always get so mad because I wanted to be older. Then in high school I started wishing I could just BE in college already, and now that I am here I wish I hadn't spent all that time wishing I could be older.
For a while my mom tried to be more controlling when I turned 18, like she still wanted to make sure she had some power over me. I usually humor her and "ask" to do things when I'm at home so that she won't get defensive about me "thinking I can do anything I want". But she's much more laid-back when I'm at college (2 hours away from home), like with the whole driving 10 hours to Philly with a group of friends to meet Anthony (LESS THAN 1 WEEK!!!! ), I told her over the phone and made it seem like I wanted her permission, even though I had already booked the hotel and knew I was going no matter what. She was fine with it.
In all seriousness, I feel like I'm being sort of depressive, which is totally not what I mean. I'm a little kid at heart, and certainly sometimes long for the days of yore, but in all honest and seriousness, I don't think I've ever been happier. I was miserable throughout most of high school, aside from like mundane little happy things.
Once you leave a time or place behind you tend to only remember the great things about them, instead of all the crap you went through to get to the place you are at now.
I wish that were true, but I look back on most of my years in high school with the most disdainful sense of loathing. There are a few wonderful things I've taken from it, but the overall experience.... I would never, ever go back.
The problem for me is that I'm at a community college so I'm still in my parents house. We stuck a deal that if I stayed at home my dad would pay for me to go to that school. And I hate it but I was broke so I did it but I quickly regretted it. I hate the school and my dad became even more possessive. I was supposed to be done this semester and he changed the rules and won't let me take more then two classes a semester (I was taking six) so now I'm here for another year. I think I'm going to save up all my money and move away from here as soon as I'm done there. I feel at times that the midwest is like a blackhole.
~Elisabeth~
"And if I sing with all my heart, I'll be home." -Christine Daee in Phantom
See, I was one of those people who didn't live for high school or anything, but did enjoy it. I think of my high school experience and I think of theater, choir, going for drives with my friends late at night when our parents still thought we were at practice, GSA, Thespian outings to Cleveland to see Aida... it was really fun for me, but I was never like in love with being a teenager or anything. Whenever something went wrong I would think about "one day when I'm in college"...
Anyway, speaking of reality, I have to go to class. Bye everyone!
I grew up in a small, yet well-located town. I didn't really hate that. I became sort of antsy about it during my last two years in high school, but I think that's natural.
My high school (and school district) itself was just extremely corrupt in terms of its inner workings and administration. I didn't really get on too well with the majority of the high administrators. We fortunately had some incredible teachers (who felt the same way about the greater system) but it was just... such an awful, confining environment.
I kinda grew up fast because of a reality check I had when I was twelve. The stuff I did in high school was ok. I loved the band/choir/drama stuff I did and the volunteer work that I did but everything else was pretty blah. The people where clique-y, so were most of the clubs and sports and everything else in the school. It was a pretty big school so I guess that was to be expected but it still left me with some pretty horrible memories.
But sometimes I wonder if I wasted my youth.
~Elisabeth~
"And if I sing with all my heart, I'll be home." -Christine Daee in Phantom
Wow. It only took me 2 and 1/2 days, but I finally got caught up on all the post. I am never going on vacation again without a computer! :)
I rememeber Sharon, Lois and Bram, and Skidamarinkadinkadink, skidamarinkadinkadoo, even more depressing I still remember the elbow thing they did with the song....
"Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature."