Well I'm 22 in March and still living at home, in a bedroom. Does that count? More Importantly, is that okay?
so?Son of Songhai said:Of course they should be ashamed! I've lived in a three story townhouse I've owned since i was 5 years old. Instead of working some lame desk job, I make ends meet by wrestling bears and alligators with my willy!
[irl: 23, in grad school, live with the rents during breaks]
You. I like you. You talk sense.Little Woodsman said:hahahahahahahaaaaaa.....
Let me tell you a little story (a true one).
Waaay back in 1985, the split second I turned 18 my mom & her husband said "Well we can't collect Social Security in your
name any more, so we're moving to another state--without you. Hope ya have a nice life kid. Oh, wait, we don't actually
care what kind of life you have."
So at age 18, thankfully employed though with a minimum-wage job, I *had* to move in to a filthy, roach-infested
tenement, where many of my 'neighbors' were illegal immigrants with 9+ people living in a one-bedroom apartment,
every cent I made going to basic necessities. Despite excellent grades & excellent SAT's and ACT's I couldn't go
to school because I simply couldn't afford it. After a few months of this I said, "Screw it, I'm joining the military.
Only to discover that a screwed-up medical record somewhere prevented me from joining.
During that period of my life, I did occasionally get to hang out with friends. Who would sometimes ***** about
having to live with their parents. They always shut up when they saw me looking at them.
Soooo, if your parents are cool enough to let you live with them:
1-Thank them.
2-Do everything you can to help out.
3-thank them again.
4-Stay for as long as is appropriate for everyone concerned.
5-Did I mention to thank your extremely cool parents?
Oh, and if anyone gives you crap for living with your folks, tell them from me to go
have sex with a porcupine.
yeah I'm not sure you can just flick a "grow up" swtich and move out, I'm sure plenty of people in that situation would like too but really can;t..through factors of their own and outside onesPhiMed said:I worked for what I got, climbed up scraping and clawing, and did what I had to do to stay out of my parent's house, and I'm better for it. Living in your parent's house is fine, I guess, while in college, and I suppose it's not entirely unacceptable to stay there for a year afterwards. Then it's time to grow up. If you hit 25 and you're still there, you need to change your mindset, because you're not growing as a person.
Couldn't agree more, I'm fortunate enough to have good ties with my folks and I'm not bound to the 'rite of passage' that requires you to buy your own place when it isn't necessary. It's like buying a car in a place that has a sufficient transit system. The only reason I move out is for the sake of privacy, sometimes I need to get some were for myself.Little Woodsman said:hahahahahahahaaaaaa.....
Let me tell you a little story (a true one).
Waaay back in 1985, the split second I turned 18 my mom & her husband said "Well we can't collect Social Security in your
name any more, so we're moving to another state--without you. Hope ya have a nice life kid. Oh, wait, we don't actually
care what kind of life you have."
So at age 18, thankfully employed though with a minimum-wage job, I *had* to move in to a filthy, roach-infested
tenement, where many of my 'neighbors' were illegal immigrants with 9+ people living in a one-bedroom apartment,
every cent I made going to basic necessities. Despite excellent grades & excellent SAT's and ACT's I couldn't go
to school because I simply couldn't afford it. After a few months of this I said, "Screw it, I'm joining the military.
Only to discover that a screwed-up medical record somewhere prevented me from joining.
During that period of my life, I did occasionally get to hang out with friends. Who would sometimes ***** about
having to live with their parents. They always shut up when they saw me looking at them.
Soooo, if your parents are cool enough to let you live with them:
1-Thank them.
2-Do everything you can to help out.
3-thank them again.
4-Stay for as long as is appropriate for everyone concerned.
5-Did I mention to thank your extremely cool parents?
Oh, and if anyone gives you crap for living with your folks, tell them from me to go
have sex with a porcupine.
You're only 18?!hazabaza1 said:I live in the front room of the house and the bright young age of 18.
Not really sure what I'm aiming towards in this little mini-basement of mine.