Post by lexxasaurus on Jul 25, 2014 14:04:55 GMT -5
Oh heavens, I was... awful. Terrible. I started drinking heavily at 13, doing hard drugs at 15, snuck out... when I bothered to come home. I lied to my dad about being at my mom's when she was out of town (they didn't communicate much after splitting when I was 15) and partied or had people come stay the night with me. I stole money, helped stage robberies to get stuff from friends wealthy parents, stole cars and spent my days in crack houses instead of class til I signed myself out of school my junior year... though I did go back to alternative school and graduated! The crystal meth helped me focus on studying at least!
Yet somehow I'm a fairly successful, normal adult these days.
My mom planted a cactus garden underneath her window to try to keep her from sneaking out at night, lol.
This is brilliant. Maybe we should plan on moving to an arid environment when my preschooler hits junior high.
My mom tied bells on strings of fishing line and strung a ton up in front of the one window you could get out of. Rarely was it worth it to attempt to get out.
Post by Jalapeñomel on Jul 25, 2014 14:20:36 GMT -5
I snuck out all the time, I stole my parents' car, I went to Mexico to drink (telling my parents I was staying at a friends), smoked a lot of pot, and other stupid stuff that I probably shouldn't divulge on the internet.
But I got straight As, and was in the top 5% of my class. However, that's not saying much, as my school was one of the worst public schools in the state, LOL.
Didn't drink (not til 21), didn't smoke (well, ok, I tried ONE cigarette and all was fine until I inhaled), didn't have sex (not til 21 either).
I came from a very small, hick town with an equally small highschool and a good 10% of girls in my class got pregnant or had kids in highschool. My mom was a teen mom who drilled it into me that it just wasn't worth the few minutes of fun for a lifetime of responsibility. Not to mention even without the pregnancy aspect, there was all the soap opera worthy drama of the breakups and I can't go down THIS hallway, HE's THERE OMG nonsense.
I mean, yes, I dated, but pretty selectively and no one for very long. I was head in my books and when I wasn't studying/reading, I did partake in plays/musicals to get me theatrical side on. I just wanted out of my two-traffic light town, I guess, and knew that for me, this was how I would get there.
As the youngest of six, I also was able to live vicariously through my older siblings - especially both older sisters. I still recall my older sister getting busted for sneaking out. She would sneak out after our mom would check on us for the night and then later on, sneak in, slipping in the bedroom window where my brother (the 2nd youngest of us) and slip into the top bunk of his bunk bed. So she could "explain" he had a "nightmare" and she came in to comfort him. I was sleeping in the bottom bunk one night when she came sneaking in (brother was on the floor in a sleeping bag for some reason).
Big sis slipped into the top bunk as usual.
Our mother was lying in wait.
I laugh to this day about that.
TL;DR - I was a nerd and my oldest sister was not.
I used to sneak my boyfriend into the window, and sometimes we went out in the back room (converted garage). My parents were hard of hearing. Other than that, I was boring (didn't drink, no drugs, didn't smoke). My HS boyfriend was a good boy, computer nerd.
I remember going to Padre Island with my dad and grandpa and when they left for the night, I snuck a cig and thought I was totally cool. I was about 12. Fortunately, I didn't really like smoking so that was pretty much it. I drank a lot in high school. I smoked weed a few times but it wasn't my thing. And I never snuck out but I did sneak in my hs BF. Omg, my parents would die. I came home one time after a makeout session and the back of my hair was all tangled up and my mom was like wtf? Lol.
Drugs, partying, sneaking out, sneaking guys in, failing school, detained, ditching, theft, and on and on. I was a mess. I was the kid everyone fears having. I was rebelling against my home life. It was crappy. Very very crappy. Thankfully I came out of it with my mind right. My sister, not so much. I have a teen daughter and this last school year she started turning into the person I was as a teen. I am terrified.
My brother got in alllllll the trouble, so my dad was much easier on me. I did lie to him, but it was usually about going bowling or something, when really I was going to the movies.
Post by trixiedicksnatch on Jul 25, 2014 15:52:55 GMT -5
I did a lot of crazy shit between 13-18.
I had a fucked up home life living with my druggie dad. He actually pulled me out of school to babysit sit his daughter and when I found a way on my own to make school work with his schedule he refused to help me at all. So I ended up having to go to alternative adult ed so I could get a GED because I then needed to work full time to help pay bills. So when I wasn't working or taking care of my little sister I was getting fucking wasted.
The thing I'm most proud of in my life is holding a 4.0 through uni. I only have a year ish left (5-6 year program) for an extended degree w/ a bs in psych rehab and most of the classes I have left are generals.
But yeah like @booby said too much shit to really put out there.
Oh, yeah, my oldest brother? He was bad, bad, bad. Drank/drove. Crashed cars. Probably did drugs but I don't know for sure. He was a nightmare for my parents. He was just dumb enough to not hide his shenanigans. My parents had no idea when I was out partying.
I lived with my dad who worked the night shift. I had no curfew, but he needed to know where I was in case of an emergency. I never really abused that or lied to him and I was a pretty mellow teen in general. When I told him I was at midnight bowling or at my best friend's house, I really was, lol. I wasn't interested in smoking or drugs and I was too distrustful of my peers and uh, worried about being raped to be blunt, to ever drink socially. I would nip a little bit of my dad's whiskey to have in my room but not enough to get me drunk but because at first I was curious and then I found I enjoyed the taste.
My dad was super open with me about being into drugs growing up and as a result there was little mystery to it. He told me about really good acid trips but also the scary ones.
I had boys over and boyfriends could stay the night, but I was on the pill and condom use was non-negotiable, so he kept a bunch in the house. That being said I wasn't very sexually active, I lost my virginity a month before I turned 17, etc. Most sleep overs were heavy petting, kissing, and cuddling.
His own parents were very authoritarian and he went off the deep end, so I think he decided early on that he'd rather my total honesty than setting a lot of boundaries. I dunno if that just really nipped my teenage rebellion in the ass or what, because there wasn't much to rebel about!
I was really introverted in high school and only had 2 friends, so no sneaking out for me. For a good portion of high school, I spent most of my time thinking about suicide.
Actually, I've thought about it recently and realized it's a good thing I never dated in high school, because I had such low self-esteem and was totally unprepared for social situations that I would have ended up getting into a lot of trouble, simply because I didn't know how to get out of the situation. The teenage me would have never been able to tell a guy to stop if he wanted to have sex and, considering the culture of my high school, I probably would have ended up date-raped.
Post by W.T.Faulkner on Jul 25, 2014 17:53:22 GMT -5
I didn't drink until college, I STILL haven't smoked pot, I've never done drugs, and I've slept with one guy (BF) and lost my virginity two years ago.
LIKE, DAMN. MY PARENTS WERE SO LUCKY. But they were also extraordinarily strict and actually still try to actively parent me. I'll be 26 soon. There are some issues there.
My parents were super controlling when we were younger than teens. When our teen years hit they just embraced "what we don't know can't hurt you" attitude and as long as we weren't doing anything obvious or that effected school work they were cool about it.
When I was 14 I fell for someone 11 years older (!) and my parents let us see each other. When I was with him I had a curfew but when he wasn't around I could stay out as late as I wanted. I really didn't abuse the privilege, drank a little, did a little speed and weed, hung out with the heavy metal kids. The guy stayed in my life on and off for about 3 years. During that time I had other boyfriends and had sex but not with him. I think he was waiting until I was finally old enough to keep him out of jail and when I finally reached that age I dumped him for my prom date!
Post by donnamartingraduat on Jul 25, 2014 19:14:44 GMT -5
I was weird. In some way, I was really straight-laced. No sex, never skipped a day of school, straight A's.
But I lied to my parents, drank, some drugs, smoked, sneaked out and got myself into some really stupid situations (e.g. drinking on an active railroad bridge over a river). Sometimes I think it is a miracle that anyone makes it to adulthood.
Post by schitzengiggles on Jul 25, 2014 20:03:04 GMT -5
I had some rough years from ages 13-15. Terrible grades, grounded constantly, sneaking out, choosing terrible boyfriends (terrible ranging from dumb but harmless to downright bad, as evidenced by the fact that they're now in prison). I went through a semi-goth looking period with my style and was very depressed for awhile too, with suicidal thoughts and self-injurious behavior.
It all changed when I met my now-DH at age 16 :-) People who didn't know me then are always shocked when I tell them what I was like. I was a totally different person.
Um I played Resident Evil and Sims in high school. I think that might tell you why I didn't get in much trouble. Too busy killing zombies and making Sim Soap Operas.
My parents build a new house and put an exit door from the basement (where the kid rooms were) that was also on the exact opposite end of the house as their bedroom. My dad once asked me if I snuck out my window and I laughed and told him I didn't have to because there was a door not 10 feet from my room.
So yes, I snuck out often. However, my dad was a completely unreasonable jerkface about curfews, etc.
I was a good kid for the most part. I did lie and sneak into. R rated movies (lol) and a couple of times stated out past curfew when I was staying at a friends house. I didn't have my first drink until a week before HS graduation. It was my gateway to debauchery - 18-21 were my rebellious years
Post by anastasia517 on Jul 26, 2014 0:55:28 GMT -5
I never snuck out. Or smoked anything. I barely even drank, which my parents didn't even care about.
I did spend the weekend at my boyfriend's house alone once the month before I turned 17, when my parents assumed his parents were home. My mother found out about it and flipped out. It was one of the only times I ever got into serious trouble. Pretty much every "bad" thing I did in high school involved the boyfriend, but I was uber responsible and my parents had unreasonable expectations so whatever haha.
lol, there was a very open door policy growing up, literally. The front door was never locked and someone was always up at odd hours, my parents knew we left - my mom would watch us leave. She is a night owl. Long as we didn't get in trouble, they weren't very concerned.
I once tried to sneak out at 2am, so I went out the back door. When I got home, my Mom was up and she asked why I didn't just use the front door like a normal person.
Thanks for ruining any fun stories I could tell my internet friends Mom!
Post by simplyinpenguin on Jul 26, 2014 3:05:34 GMT -5
I was a parent's dream. I was out of the house only for school and sports. Didn't go to parties, dances, games, stayed home all weekend, etc. etc. I'm sure they wished I went out more and let them have the house to themselves. But when I turned 19/20, hooboy. Drinking, drugs, hooking up with strangers, and then the arrest. That was enough fun for me, lol.
All of my deviousness was done online in high school. I waited til I was 18 to really go crazy IRL.
This was me, too.
I was a good kid, if lazy. I never wanted to go to parties, sneakout, whatever. I think my parents figured that I was smart enough not to get myself killed.
Online though? I was in with a "rough" crowd, so to speak. Not perverts or anything, but like I had online friends who had me script kiddie for them, taught me the magic of actual proxies, all that magical bs lol.
I started smoking pot at 13, drinking soon after. I lost my virginity at 14. I'm not sure how long my mom had been on drugs, but I started noticing around that time. I didn't have many rules and I was never grounded. I convinced my mom to let me smoke pot in our apartment. Her girlfriend bought me alcohol. I never did any hard drugs and would never drink and drive though!
My mom was exactly like wambam. I seriously got grounded for not putting the twistie on the bread bag correctly. I spent most of my teen years grounded and eventually sent to boarding school. When I graduated hs I moved into a room for rent and pretty much did every possible bad thing available to me.
As a result I try to be a reasonably lax parent and my dd is very responsible with not much of defiant streak. Hopefully it works out better this way.