I don't really see myself as very similar to my parents, yet I feel they want me to be more like them.
They were pissed when I did bad in High School, because they (Well, my mom) did great in High School.
They were willing to kick me out to teach me a lesson. Mom got kicked out of her house when she was 18 or so, that's why she joined the Army.
They believe that I'm spoiled (well okay I guess that's true.) Because I get most anything that I want, despite the fact that besides my Computer, Housing and amentities, TV, and Cable, most of the stuff I get, I pay for it myself, yet I'm scolded for being too loose with money because I overdrafted ONCE, which wouldn't have been a big deal if Overdrafting just meant you had some debt, not this whole "Oh I see you have taken money from us so we'll be charging you until you have money again, oh you don't have money right now? Well that's fine we'll just keep adding to your overdraft every few hours!"
They were irritated when I got out of the Air Farce, but I think they might have mellowed out about that, since I came back in a rougher shape than I left.
They're consistently irritated that I can't get a job better than my "Three hours in the morning" babysitting because its not like they ever had any difficulty finding a job in this [parasitic bomb] job market. [/sarcasm]
They're frustrated that my sleep schedule is [tornado fang]'d up. Well I direct attention to the above, waking up at 5:30 isn't good for anybody. And I'd rather stay up till 5 instead of waking up and rushing out the door, freezing, and trying to drive while nodding off. Its [tornado fang]ing difficult, and not to mention scary.
They're hard workers, I procrastinate more often than I do anything else, I can understand why that's annoying, but I need more guidance to doing things. I'm not very autonomous.
Though, I guess in reality I have had it easy, I was never bullied (Except twice in my freshman year of HS, knocked around by a douchy Sophomore who stopped going to the school after a while, probably sent away, and was voted as part of the Homecoming Court with what the majority of the class considered the "Ugliest" girl, who was also pretty [tornado fang]ing mean a lot of the time, IIRC she was in special ed, which in my school was pretty much code for "Look at them and laugh", not trying to be mean, but that's what happened. I think I walked home that day crying.)
Of course, other than the "You're wasting your money on stupid [parasitic bomb]", "Find a better job or we'll kick you out", and the "You know, someday when you get married..." bullshit, my parents aren't abusive, they're still together, my family is all pretty close connected and other than two possible divorces happening soon nothing is really... bad, none of us are poor and we all have nice homes.
I guess its first-world problems.
Maybe I'm just lonely. I don't like going out because as I've stated before I don't think there's really anybody that shares the same interests as me that I would want to hang out with. Either because they're a bunch of tools, or they just don't exist.