HAHAHA!
well, y'all were wrong...i actually have a terrible relationship with my parents, but i'm a good kid regardless. then again, my whole family kind of has this massive shitty relationship with eachother, so it's not something i get in trouble for or anything. we're all pretty dysfunctional over here.
living in Bethesda, though, i get extremely pissed off when i see kids screw up their lives through drugs and alcohol and sex and other various "illegal activities." i'm so lucky to be living here in a fairly upper-middle class family (and i'm not even as well off as most of the kids around here), and i've acknowledged this luck and wouldn't screw it over for the world. so, no. i wouldn't be going to sneak out anyway. i may be a teenage girl with a bad relationship with my parents; but i've got a good head on my shoulders.
vansmack, you gave me the best advice i've gotten yet. thank you. i didn't even think about proposing something, like, staying on the phone with them until i'm in the club or not.
kosmo, i've definitely pondered this, as well. for the Rufus Wainwright show, though Ok Go is one of my favorite bands and i'm used to seeing them in a smaller venue; i have offered to arrive at the club later and will have to do so and just attempt to push my way up further. when Tegan & Sara were playing at the club over the summer, i also offered to my dad to arrive about half way through the opening band. he still said no; but i ended up going to see Q and not U that night anyway so it wasn't so bad :cool:
i'm definitely going to try to talk to my parents again about this some time this weekend, and hope something pulls through. the week is too stressful for everyone and definitely not a great time for me to bring something like this up. my defenses are weakened by lack of sleep, anyway.
and, as far as parents taking me to shows? i've pretty much given up. my dad is a music nerd too (our house is filled with cds and a whole room of records--it's obviously where i get it from), and was totally a stoner back in the day too. i'd say he had about a two year phase or so of listening to good rock music, and that's about it. i respect his classical, but he pretty much spends his time insulting what i listen to and blasting his over mine. i think he might respect Ben Folds a little bit, and that's pretty much it. anyway, when i was eleven years old my dad took a friend and i to see Joan Jett & The Blackhearts. he basically sat next to us in the third row the whole time, and while my friend and i were standing on our seats dancing the whole time; my father sat in his chair with earphones in (classical, no doubt, was playing!) reading the paper. i found it very very humerous. he complained all the way home about how loud it was, and since i haven't asked him to chaperone and he hasn't volunteered. he did, though, take me to see The Who in LA last summer which was really great of him.
my mom, also pretty much gets headaches every time i play something. she took me to see Rilo Kiley a year and a half ago in LA, because i desperately wanted to go and had nobody else to go with me. so that was really cool of her. she has been supporting me more than anybody else with going to shows and stuff just until a few days ago, when she heard about these shootings in the area. she was rooting for me all summer. she's also definitely started respecting my musical tastes a bit more, too, because the shows i'm going to are constantly selling out; and my favorite bands are constantly being featured on NPR which she listens to about 24/7.
but whatever, i'm not going to give up. i may seem young, but i am a complete music nerd and i love going to shows so much. the kids i grow up with around here have terrible musical tastes and are preppy, ignorant fucktwats for the most part. so i really need to get out to shows at least once or twice a month. and as far as i'm concerned, i could be doing much worse on my weekends; so i don't see why i shouldn't get to go. vive le rock n' roll!
