First of all, I'm thankful for all they've done (immigrant parents) for these 18 years. Feeding me, giving me shelter, providing me with clothing and a few luxuries, and paying for my private school education.
However, I phucking HATE how phucking gay and stupid and douchebaggy they are. Both of them are EXTREMELY conservative and old school. Aside from some material luxuries, they have not given me much else. Didn't play any sports growing up. Am somewhat socially retarded, due to my lack of social interaction (thanks to them).
I do well in school, and am a good child at home. I do the chores, do my work, respect them, speak Vietnamese whenever possible, and other sh*t like that.
I RARELY go out (and get invited to go out [likely b/c everyone knows that I don't go out...]). If I go out in the afternoons, I either have to be home by dinner or stop everything and pick up my mom from work at 7. Going out at night for me is extremely rare--I can only recall four instances so far this school year (senior) (including tonight). Each time, I've had to pull a lot of strings to make it happen and I've gotten my fair share of yelling from of my parents each time.
First instance - Going to a house party. First time I've been to a party was that night. Surprisingly, my parents let me go and sleep over (first time they've let me sleep over too...). Got sh*tfaced, had fun, had to wake up at 6 AM to drive home to go to community service at 8 30 AM (extremely hungover). Had to nag my parents for a few hours for them to let me go...
Second instance - Christmas party with my BJJ brahs. It was at a local Bar/Restaurant and it started at like 5 PM. I couldn't even stay past 6 45 in the first place b/c I had to go pick up my mom. She caught a ride home w/ her coworker so they extended my "curfew" to 9PM. They called me at 9PM and demanded why I wasn't home... told them that I just wanted to stay a little bit longer. I ended up having to phucking leave at 10 30 and got b*tched at when I got home.
Third instance - Boys Soccer State Championship game. Told my parents two weeks before that since I'm not going to the Girls State Championship game, that I want to / will go to the Boys one. That night comes and they both tell me no. We argue, and in the end my dad tells me to GET OUT. I come home (after my school wins) to them bitching me out.
Fourth instance (tonight) - I go to the driving range w/ my friends. They yell at me asking "You don't even know how to play golf? What would you even do there / Why would you even go there for?" since they are so phucking close-minded. They tell me be home by 10 and no later... I go, leave at 10:15, my dad calls me and I tell him I'm driving so I don't have to hear him yell at him. I'm almost home at 10:30 and my mom calls me again...
I come home, and my dad starts phucking yelling at me about how I'm supposed to be home at 10. I phucking snap and ask him why can't I stay later. He goes off on how in this house I have to be home at 10... I was about to phucking break something so I just shut up and walked away.
They aren't even letting me go out after prom, which is like the one night that I should go out. They think that I'll smoke and drink and have sex (which is true)...
I don't phucking get it. If anything, I phucking deserve to go out. I do well in school, I never get into trouble, I'm a good son, etc etc. At first my friends and I thought it was because I wasn't making an effort, but it's clearly not my fault anymore.
Also, they're the least supportive people ever. Back when I played football, they never came to watch a game. As soon as I saw them after a game, they asked me if we lost. Same when I go out to sporting events. They immediately ask me if we lost, and always lol everything I said that we lost. If we won, they said that we were just lucky. They don't even want to go to my graduation b/c it starts at 8PM for phucks sake.
I'm phucking RAGING right now.
Parents are dbags.
I'm a good student/son.
Parents don't let me stay out past 10PM
Parents not letting me go out after prom
I phucking hate my parents