Annoying little stubborn brother?
So I am 17 and my little brother is 13. I don't even know how to describe it but hes the most disrespectful little brat in the world. He has to make everything a problem, like he doesn't like something and he will complain about it and get on everybody's nerves till the whole family is in a bad mood and isn't enjoying whatever they were doing. I would really like to knock some sense into him but if I hit him, even barely, he would start crying his eyes out and I would get yelled at by my parents cause he just makes it seem a lot more dramatic than it already is. Theres so many other examples I can give of him but im too tired to even thing about it. What got me to write this is that yesturday i spent the night at my friends house and like always he went into my room to play my xbox 360 and he picked up one of my airsoft guns and i guess it was loaded with gas still and had a bb in the chamber and he accidentally shot my screen. now theres a big *** white spot on my screen and a bunch of lines. And thats not what got me mad, I forgave him today and told him that he doesn't have to buy me a new screen and I told him that since he did mess up my nice lcd screen that he should buy me something that I needed for around 50$, and he has 800$ saved up cause he never spends a single bill on anything cause if he buys something, he either has a problem with it or just doesn't want it and returns it. Now he thinks that its all cool that he broke my screen and is being his usual snotty self. IT just really pissed me off. He absolutely doesn't know what respect is, and how to use it. And while I am writing this, my brothers actually watching hannah montanna on the disney channel right now, and hes 13.. jeez finally
What's your mother's, father's and siblings zodiac signs?
Do you all get along? If you don't get along, why not? What's your sign? I'm trying to make a generalization. I'm Aquarius. Mother is a Libra. Father is Aries. Brother one:. Taurus. Brother two: Virgo Brother three: Gemini. I get along with both my parents, we're close. I butt heads a lot with my Virgo brother, incredibly controlling and precise.
What's something to tell a suicidal person?
Hope is what's critical. You have to find a way to give him hope for change. He's suicidal either because of something situational or because of a chemical imbalance in his brain. Listen to what he tells you. Let him talk and listen carefully. Don't be in a rush to give him advice. Just let him talk about what's on his mind. Ask how long he's been feeling this way. Listen for a specific reason, if there is one, that's caused him to become so sad. You need details about what happened and when he started to feel this way. If he does give you a specific reason for the way he's feeling, you've got something to work with. Find a way to work hope in to the scenario. Once that happens you'll be out of the woods. Is there any way you can record the conversations you're having with him? If so, you can take this to his parents as proof of how he's feeling and what his intentions are. If you're really stuck call the suicide prevention hot-line and explain your situation to them and ask for their advice.
I believe a man should have short, simple hair. My son has a pony tail. I’ve considered cutting it off in his sleep. How can I convince my 18-year-old son to cut off his pony tail?
After my parents divorced I lived with my father for quite a few years. During that time. It meant, among other things, that he had my hair cut.He took me to a barber and asked for these awful pageboy haircuts with straight bangs, which I hated with all the passion in my soul. I was too afraid to complain, though, so I sat in the chair utterly miserable and wanting to cry, watching the locks fall.And I vowed each time I would never get bangs again, because I hated those damned bangs. And I hated the fact that my opinion wasn't what counted.Eventually, I refused to get the page boy cuts anymore. I tried some different styles, but eventually I grew my hair all one length, 60s style. When I graduated with my M.Ed. my hair was so long I had to tuck it behind me when I got into or out of a car because otherwise it got caught in the car door. I am now almost 50 years old. I haven't gotten a haircut with bangs in over 40 years, mostly because I hated and resented the loss on control while sitting in that barber's chair. Many a hairstylist has tried to change my mind, but I will go to my grave without bangs. My point is this: taking control of my hair away from me was a small thing to my father but it was not a small thing to me. You are risking a big fight over what is a just handful of hair to you but is a basic aspect of personal freedom to your son. It isn't worth the big fight to force him to conform to your idea of what he should look like. It would be wiser to choose your battles. Parents who humiliate their children pay dearly for it, forever. I know a lot about that. You really can't imagine how much. Let some pretty girl tell him ponytails are "lame" this year and your problem will be solved anyway. He'd be in the barber's chair inside an hour.
How do I make my 13-year-old son get interested in his studies so he takes them seriously and gets A grades without me telling him all the time study and get As? How come some kids his age are very serious about studies and their parents don't even care about it?
I guess the main reason other kids can do it is because their parents don't care. Here's my story:My parents never bothered to interfere with what or how I was studying. They'd only listen to my results at the end of the year. If it was bad, they'd ask me to improve or else they'd congratulate. In 7th grade, (13 years old) I scored something like 70 percentile and my English marks was poor. This time my mother was tensed, she felt I'd not to do well and kept asking me to study throughout 8th and history repeated itself. By the time of 9th grade, she had stopped asking me to study. That year I scored 86 or 88 percentile. In the first test of 10th grade, I failed in second language. The classteacher called up my parents and told I'd fail my tenth grade and they'd remove from school and every possible bullshit. This time my parents told nothing, they didn't ask me to study or force me to or anything a common parent would do. I realised it was the time to pull my sock up and started studying. I ended up falling in love with science. I scored a 9.6 CGPA that year. You can't force someone to love a subject. It'll only make them hate it more if you pressurise them to. I've seen so many people whose parents force them to study but in vain. They ended up destroying the creativity in their own children.