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Damn my parents. This is ridiculous. I've never heard of anyone screaming at their child because a Toyota RAV4 is a minivan to them and not an SUV. Oh, yeah, and apparently "High and Mighty: SUVs: The most dangerous vehicles in the world and how they got that way" is not a real book. Even though I showed it to them.
If the statistics don't agree with them, it must be flawed. Their logic makes me so angry and when I can't do anything with the anger I get hopeless. I don't really have much hope for a good relationship with my parents when I can't explain to them that a book has been researched and has valid statistics in it, even if they disagree with what their car salesman tells them.
Even my mother admitted a week ago, that when I was going to all the anti-war protests and fighting with my pro-war father every day (who believed it was our duty as "enlightened" to go in there and correct them, never mind Hussein), I had turned out to be right. They refuse to believe me whenever I make an opposing argument (which is not always) and then I usually turn out to be right, since I'm the one who's done my research, and then they agree with me.
"Oh well, I'll never learn."
It's just really frustrating when I'm quoting from a book about the RAV4 being an SUV and my mother goes "but it's not an SUV, it's a minivan. The dealer said so." Well, it escalated from there.
Damn it, I really hope this isn't going to turn into another incident where I get kicked out because I don't have a place to go for two weeks. And yeah, I know this is my fault. But knowing it doesn't really help much. I try to avoid this, I really do...
I really wish I wasn't upset by this. It seems so childish.
If the statistics don't agree with them, it must be flawed. Their logic makes me so angry and when I can't do anything with the anger I get hopeless. I don't really have much hope for a good relationship with my parents when I can't explain to them that a book has been researched and has valid statistics in it, even if they disagree with what their car salesman tells them.
Even my mother admitted a week ago, that when I was going to all the anti-war protests and fighting with my pro-war father every day (who believed it was our duty as "enlightened" to go in there and correct them, never mind Hussein), I had turned out to be right. They refuse to believe me whenever I make an opposing argument (which is not always) and then I usually turn out to be right, since I'm the one who's done my research, and then they agree with me.
"Oh well, I'll never learn."
It's just really frustrating when I'm quoting from a book about the RAV4 being an SUV and my mother goes "but it's not an SUV, it's a minivan. The dealer said so." Well, it escalated from there.
Damn it, I really hope this isn't going to turn into another incident where I get kicked out because I don't have a place to go for two weeks. And yeah, I know this is my fault. But knowing it doesn't really help much. I try to avoid this, I really do...
I really wish I wasn't upset by this. It seems so childish.