In junior high school I thought that I was invincible. Nothing could touch me. Every sport I played in I was the best. The biggest reason for this was the obvious fact that I hit puberty before everyone else (in 6th grade as a matter of fact). I thought that I was so cool because I was shaving in 7th grade, I had armpit hair before everyone else, and I was about a head taller than everyone. Of course that was short lived when I stayed 5' 8" until this very day... However, in junior high school nothing could touch me.
One night in particular I decided to test my invinciblity and I came home past my curfew. My mom was furious. Being the quick thinker I am, I recognized that my mom was pretty frazzled from being busy all day working from home. Therefore, I simply told her that I had previously asked her if I could stay out later and she gave me permission. She also realized how busy she was, and realized that what I had said could have very easily been the truth, and she let me off the hook. It was genious.
From that moment on I realized how easily I could get away with things, and soon enough every excuse was, "Mom, I PROMISE you told me I could sleep over at Tommy's house," or "Dad said it was ok (vice versa to my dad)." I was living the high life, and as I mentioned earlier, I was untouchable. The problem came when I started to let that get to my head too much, and my parents were smarter than I had given them credit. They caught on, and soon enough my @$$ was grass (pardon my French). There were two "lessons learned" at that moment (a) my parents were pretty clever no matter how busy they were, and (b) think of more excuses!!!
One night in particular I decided to test my invinciblity and I came home past my curfew. My mom was furious. Being the quick thinker I am, I recognized that my mom was pretty frazzled from being busy all day working from home. Therefore, I simply told her that I had previously asked her if I could stay out later and she gave me permission. She also realized how busy she was, and realized that what I had said could have very easily been the truth, and she let me off the hook. It was genious.
From that moment on I realized how easily I could get away with things, and soon enough every excuse was, "Mom, I PROMISE you told me I could sleep over at Tommy's house," or "Dad said it was ok (vice versa to my dad)." I was living the high life, and as I mentioned earlier, I was untouchable. The problem came when I started to let that get to my head too much, and my parents were smarter than I had given them credit. They caught on, and soon enough my @$$ was grass (pardon my French). There were two "lessons learned" at that moment (a) my parents were pretty clever no matter how busy they were, and (b) think of more excuses!!!
Look how invincible I am!
I'm pretty sure you hit puberty like two years before me, but I'm still invincible--so it even's out. I can't imagine your mom being pissed ever...
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