Piss off

Time really just flies by when you're having a real blast or are occupied with something interesting. How is it that it slows down tremendously when you're idle and rather put out? It's as if the human psyche has the ability to just reach out and push the minute hand back a little further should it decide to speed up.

I think my parentals are on the brink of telling me I've been disappearing a lot these days (when really, I'll only be gone for about 6 hours.) and coming home really late. I do appreciate they allow me the freedom to go out with friends and hang out but when they leave me comments which make me feel so guilty each time I leave the house, it's hardly worth the trip anymore to be honest. I'll be sitting with a bunch of people when my phone starts going off with texts of the Who's Why's When's and Where's. After I told them all of those details before I left, they still find the need to ask me again. I don't understand.

I don't think it'll ever change the moment I hit 21 either. Everyone tells me "hey once you turn 21, your folks won't stop you or anything." I beg to differ. I doubt things will be any different unless someone confronts the other on this matter soon. The thing is, I'm not asking to come home at 4AM and stumble in the door drunk with a ciggy in my mouth or anything. I just need the freedom to not have to ASK permission every time I go somewhere. I need the freedom to just say I'm going somewhere and I might be back a little depending on the situation. I'm honestly not out there partying my face off or anything (if you know me well you'll definitely know this) and whatnot. I'd just like to hang out with my friends a little later than the usual Cinderella time frame of midnight. Not only that but God forbid I'm home half an hour later than I said I'd be, everyone throws a fit and then get all pissy at me.

I wonder if they remember I used to live out on my own for a whole year without any parental supervision and I didn't die as you might have noticed. Why do they freak their pants off now? If they had gone bonkers while I was away, I'd have understood but I don't get their issue now. *sighs* Well, perhaps I'm not meant to. Parents have their own level of thinking. One probably cannot understand their logic until one becomes a parent themselves.

I don't have any problems with them not telling me to not go out but when they give me stupid reasons not to, it pisses me off.



1. You've been going out everyday lately = I've only gone out 3 out of 7 days in a week.
2. You're always out so late every time = I'm always home by 12 or half past at most.
3. You and your friends are probably out drinking or something = PLEASE, give me a breathalyzer test every time I come home. Please.
4. You smell like an ashtray, have you been smoking? = I happen to go to a uni where almost everyone and their aunts smoke. Not to mention I visit homes of friends who smoke. Doesn't make me a smoker.
5. I called you 3 times and you didn't answer me. Don't be pissed cause you can't go out = I had my headphones on and I couldn't hear you. What the hell?

I'll never understand.