I guess this is the season for critical parents. They must talk about it with each other, otherwise it is a remarakable coincidence that they should share the same opinion in the same way, at the same time (approx.). Nothing's good enough-We're proud of what you've done, but angry for what you haven't. Get involved in all you can, but don't waste your time with that crap. We're glad to see you working so hard, but what are you doing with all that time? You're so busy, you're so busy--you need to get a job. Enjoy the end of high school--You're not preparing yourself for college! Bitch, bitch, moan, moan, applause. That's what it feels like. As if we don't put enough pressure on ourselves. How many nights now have I gone to bed with stomach aches, my dreams infested with a brainstorming of thoughts of what I've got to do, how I'm going to do it, so on and so forth. They talk to their friends and say brashly how busy you are. You come home and they complain how you're never around. So you stay home on a Friday night and they ask, "Why aren't you out with your friends?" So you hang out with your friends next day and they say, "With all this spare time you have, you should get a job." It's a vicious cycle, and it sucks, and you can't even breathre or gather your thoughts because you never know when they'll be choking down your throat again, giving you a free ticket for the Guilt Trip. .Carrie.