While you live in their house, it's their rules, but sit em down and have a calm adult conversation with them. Explain to them that you're an adult, feel you're responsible, and feel you should be able to utilize the property that you legally own (I am assuming your name, and your name only, is on the title, no loans or leins on the truck or CBR.)

You're in no position to really negotiate with them about anything, sounds like they're holding the fact that they're paying for your school over your head. Only way you could a) get a place to stay and b) pay for school without them, would be to get a real job and work your **** off to the point of exhaustion (your school will suffer), or join the military - they give you a place to live, and pay for school. lol.

This sounds like your first/second semester of college, ever? I know tons of people who took their first shot of freedom and ruined their GPA with it. I mean like GPA's that started with a decimal point. Maybe they're just waiting for the first few grade reports to come in showing that you're not screwing around. Maybe not. I don't know your folks.

I dunno where you are - might just get yourself a healthy mountain biking addiction like I did in college. You apparently like a workout, trails are a blast and you can channel your frustration there. Plus you can keep a bike in your dorm room if you're tight with your RA, and they don't have to know about it.

 

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hahahaha first bad kid move of my life.

December 18, 2009 I turned 18. December 31, 2009 I tell them I'm at my friends house 2 miles away. Meanwhile I'm in ohio (I live in pittsburgh) buying a supermoto. HAH. Happy 18th to me. I come home, leave it at my friends house. Go home, get dressed go work. After work, get bike and take it to the bottom of my street. Push it up the street, through back yard and into shed. Nobody knows.

Next day I feel guilty. I know they will find out, its only a matter of time. mom is the only reason I have dirtbikes (she rode as a kid, dad's dad HATED BIKES, whole other story). Shes doing her hair, I'm sitting on the corner of her bed trying to figure out how to break it to her. "is there something you want to tell me?" "yeah I guess" "well?" "um...I sort of bought a bike " "you what?!" "yeah...its in the shed". "NO, YOU CANNOT HAVE A BIKE, you cant....ah damnit matthew" (etc).

Two weeks later I was planning on telling dad, that day he goes into the shed and nuts everywhere (in a really bad way).

 

When I was young and stupid, I almost got my student visa taken away by immigration because I was too busy surfing and not going to school. ha ha I made out ok though. As long as you had good value while growing up (toddler age), you will come back even if you do experiment stuff. Just make sure not passing the weed and going to meth or something. Then that will totally screw you over for life big time.

 

Its not even them paying for it, I will ultimately have the bill. They are, however helping me get loans and what not. I could never do that without a cosigner.

I'm used to working. In 9th grade I worked with a plumber/construction dude but we really did anything that people wanted. I had 16 hour work days, got up in the dark and went home in the dark. Sucked, but I made bank. Boss was a psycho though so that's when I got a more conventional job.

 

Yeah, I'm totally closed minded to that stuff. It gets to a point where druggies just start believing the **** they say, "oh yeah cocaine isnt that bad it just makes you focus more". Okay, its not pixie sticks you are snorting anymore.

Some girl died my junior year from cociane OD. Messed up ****. But everyone could see it coming. That whole group was nothing but "I was so high the other day"

 

I am not in any way promoting pot use here. I am totally against drug use, but I do not judge people for what they do.

 

I hear ya. I try not to, but one of the kids down here (my friends friend) literally smokes multiple times a day, every day. Their whole group was out of control until one of them got busted over spring break. He is in a crap ton of trouble with johnny law and his parents. His mom called ALL of his friends' parents to say "hey your kid smokes weed". That was kind on her part.

So they have slowed down, but still going steady. Still, the one stupid kid smokes like three times a day. He doesn't even have the intelligence to keep his bottom lip from dragging. This is when I judge.

 

Step 1: Check out federal student loans. If you want to go to school you can get the money for it.

Step 2: Go hug your parents, say it's been fun, ride the bike away and have a friend take the truck. Don't call your parents, let them deal with their anger. Sooner or later they'll realize that having contact with their son is more important than being in control.

Step 3: Enjoy life and freedom. Ride the bike, have a beer, keep your grades up, and enjoy your life. It will be hard, big changes always are, but it will be better in the end.

From experience with a set of overbearing parents.

Also, you beat me to the quote in your sig.

 

Ha ha This is exactly what I did when I decided to stay here and not go back. I told them I don't need their money. I will pay for my own tuition. They were angry and sad, but they couldn't tell me anything. I told them once the same thing I said in this tread, I live my own life for me, not for them. I never cry to them even when I had hard time in life. Some years passed, they were actually proud of me