The compound I grew up on wouldn't allow males to stay past their 18th birthday unless we chose to undergo castration. Fortunately, on the day I turned 18, I became a guest of the state, and lived that way for 8 to 10 years.
actually, I graduated from high school when I was 17 and lived at home, then it became a situation like someone else mentioned, I was living alone but watching the house for the most part. Was still working on my ex-step dad's boat and going to school at night. Then I went to school full time up north, spent my first couple summers staying at my mom's when I had internships, and then lived with her for about a month after school until I found a job. Moved to Indy, got an little 700 square foot apartment for $600 a month. It was great. I was young, independent, not living under parent's rule or putting up with roommates. Sex all the time all over the place, debauchery, drugs, alcohol, sex. Good times
scottaa1 wrote:The compound I grew up on wouldn't allow males to stay past their 18th birthday unless we chose to undergo castration. Fortunately, on the day I turned 18, I became a guest of the state, and lived that way for 8 to 10 years.
I moved out of the house a couple of weeks before I turned 19. I commuted to and from school in my Freshman year, but found it inconvenient. I had a couple of friends that were interested in co-renting a nice apartment off campus. My first two years in college were some of the most turbulent I ever had and I felt I needed a change of scenery. So, I wound up studying abroad in France the following year and it helped some when I came back to the States eventually. I think my parents were freaked out that their only child was not only out of the house, but living half a world away. Of course, I was homesick to an extent but I needed something different. In the end, the experience was worth it, although the experience still has me flirting with the idea of living abroad again.
I came back to my parents' home thereafter. I was somewhat of a prodigal son at the time, as I was on the verge of getting into the red and I couldn't stand roommates any longer. After the first couple of years of my working career, I saved a boatload of money, bought my first house, and since then, it has been relatively comfortable sailing. I'm 27, fully independent, living well within my means, and enjoying life for the most part. Sure, it has its stresses, but the last couple of years, I really feel like I'm in my element, which makes me really comfortable. The only thing I need is a gal beside me, but that can wait; I'm enjoying single life to the fullest.
For the record, my parents were fully supportive of me staying home, especially keeping in mind, as knapp said, renting an apartment (let alone buying a house) is mighty pricey in the Bay Area, L.A., Orange County, et. al. Without their support, I wouldn't have saved up the money to go for the homerun ball, so to speak.
I moved out as soon as I graduated high school. I had a blast, but accumulated some debt and got myself into some trouble. If it's bearable, even only slightly so, I would stay home and save your money for when you graduate college. You'll be able to jump out into deeper water that way and not have yourself already in a hole.
Omaha Red Sox wrote: but accumulated some debt and got myself into some trouble.
that pretty much defines my life from age 18 to 23. Some of it was 'awww christ, why did I do something that stupid trouble' and some if it was 'came a fraction away from killing myself, my best friend, and another friend' trouble. That was my first month of college, my first taste of truly having no boundaries and no limits other than what I set for myself. Don't go out on your own if you're not ready to be in charge of yourself.
Haha I thought that was who wrote the original post before I noticed it was scottaa. Haven't seen that guy in a while.
Anyway, I graduate from college in December and am still living at home. Sure I could have gotten myself some student debt and moved out, but why? My parents don't bother me, and they put a roof over my head. I plan to be out of here within two months of graduating though.
I just got offered a full time job. Kinda out of the blue, but it should atleast give me The financial stability I need to rent. Line work, get to work with the lovely underbelly of society but my cousin is the supervisor so it should be alright. I'm stoked. Wage sucks, but whatever the hours make up for it. I tend to go head first into things too quickly sometimes however so I'm trying to make a good decision on this one.