My younger brother will be 23 next week and I have no idea what to get him because he has everything. My parents pay his tuition, foot all his bills, and even give him an allowance (I guess being the baby of the family has its benefits :/) He wears designer clothes and has all of the latest and greatest technology and he needs absolutly nothing.
Any ideas?

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I just think it’s ridiculous to be honest. I know no-one’s perfect, and I’m not necessarily getting at teenage pregnancy itself, I’m getting at how much pressure SOME teen mums put on their parents and how much they expect from them. For example, I know this girl who’s 17 and has a baby, and her mum babysits a lot of the time and let’s the her daughter go out and get drunk. I’m sorry, but as a teen mum, you should miss out on those things, it’s your own fault for getting pregnant in the first place. And she’s working all the time while her mum is at home with the baby, I’m sorry but it’s her child so she should look after it. And also the baby seems to have all these expensive luxuries and toys, like a bath seat, a drawing table, designer clothes, a ball pool, I’m sorry but it should only have the basics, especially when the taxes we pay go towards that. And that family always seem to be going on expensive holidays! And they’re not particularly rich either. I also some teen mums who go off to university. I don’t know they can afford it, and I can’t believe they’re parents actually look after their child while they’re at uni.

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they live in poverty? I have seen this first hand single black mothers with little or no income feeling their kids have to have designer clothes and shoes. I’m sure other races may feel the same. But if you can’t afford it why act as if you can. For example, you live in government housing or have no transportation but your baby has on designer clothing. Where did this come from within the black community? I am a black mother and feel what happened to have the priorities of your child having a good education, good surroundings, good role models, expanding their horizons to different things, instead of designer labels.
I’m not saying my children don’t wear designer clothes and shoes but I don’t make it a focal point of their wardobe. However, I make sure my child have the necessities first before I stretch my wallet trying to make sure they have a designer label.
Also, ALL SINGLE BLACK MOTHERS do not do THIS. I am a middle class woman but I am friends with women who are considered low class. I am speaking ONLY from MY EXPERIENCE AND WHAT I HAVE SEEN.

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I’m Sarah and I’m almost 15. My paternal grandma is 68 and, up until recently, has been very good to me. My cousin is 13 and we’re very close, but exact opposites. My cousin’s tall, brown hair, designer clothes and pop music, I’m small, blonde and purple hair, black/bright clothes and metal/rock music. She’s been described as very spoiled, but sometimes a nice person, whereas I’m apparently unspoiled and too nice for my own good, as I’ve been told.

My nan’s always had a bit of a soft spot for the cousin, because her father’s richer than mine. However, she’s started to take out her temper on me and makes me feel rubbish every time I visit her on Wednesdays on Saturdays. For example:

Nan: Sarah, I hate your hair. It’s horrible. The blonde is nice, but that purple is too bright. It’s too short and your hair’s all over your face. I hate your hair.
Me: I see.
Nan: Why can’t your hair be more like ____’s? ____’s just washed hers.
Cousin: Actually, I washed it five days ago.
Nan: But it’s still nicer than Sarah’s.

I was asked to attend a sleepover with one of my best friends. My nan insisted my mother would let me go, only I was supposed to be at my friend’s house twenty minutes later, and that’s too short notice. My mother told me this and I agreed. I told my nan, and…

Nan: No wonder you’ve got no friends.
Me: That’s not a very nice thing to say.
Nan: But it’s true. You have no friends. Why can’t you be more like ____? ____ has friends.
Me: I do have friends. Lots of friends. (It’s true, I’m quite popular.)
Nan: But they’re not real friends, you have no friends and no one likes you.
Me: That’s mean.
Nan: Don’t you dare talk to me like that! You should respect your elders!

I got really upset, sought out my mother, my boyfriend of six months and several other friends for comfort, and went out on Saturdays rather than going to see her. One Wednesday, I decided that I had to be mature and go round. My two year old half cousin comes round on Wednesdays and I like her, so that was the main reason I was going – I didn’t want to let her down. In the car on the way to my nan’s, my nan was humming, so I stayed quiet, not wanting to interrupt her.

Nan: For God’s sake, haven’t you got anything to say?
Me: I didn’t want to interrupt.
Nan: Such a miserable, spoilt child.

We got into her house and I noticed the two-year-old half cousin wasn’t there, but I didn’t ask in case her granddad, my nan’s boyfriend, had taken her out.

Nan: Aren’t you going to ask where ___ is or don’t you care?
Me: Oh, yeah, where’s ___?
Nan: Nevermind, you don’t care, you spoilt teenage brat.

Once again, I was upset. I didn’t go round her house for a few weeks until yesterday.

I noticed that my nan would always bring my cousin sweets and then never ask me if I would like any. She then lifted up a chocolate egg and said:
Nan: Sarah, this is for __ (baby) from you. You bought it for her.
Me: No I didn’t.
Nan: Yes, you did. I’m going to give it to her and pretend you gave it to her because you’re too damn selfish to buy her one. You wouldn’t have bought her one.
Me: I wouldn’t. She’s not even allowed chocolate, her parents say.
Nan: Like I said, you’re selfish and spoiled.

I started crying in the company of my cousin and she gave me a hug. I’d told her that my nan always treats me second best and stereotypes me as a moody teen when I’m not, and my cousin told me that she’d just noticed it too and said I needed to talk to her. At that moment, my nan walks in.

Nan: Sarah, what are you crying for? You’re so miserable.
Me: I wonder why.
I’m never normally that sarcastic, but she was really annoying me.

Later, she took me home and said to my loving mother:

Nan: I don’t know what the hell’s up with Sarah over the past few weeks, she’s so moody and bratty it’s unbelievable. Sort her out (mum’s name.)

My mum’s never really liked my nan and decided to talk to me after my nan left.

Mum: What’s the matter? I know you’re not a brat, you never have been. What’s happened?
I explained what had happened and my mum hugged me and insisted I not go round there again. She wants to talk to my nan, but I don’t want my nan getting upset over it.

What have I done wrong? How can I make her like me?

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I’m Sarah and I’m almost 15. My paternal grandma is 68 and, up until recently, has been very good to me. My cousin is 13 and we’re very close, but exact opposites. My cousin’s tall, brown hair, designer clothes and pop music, I’m small, blonde and purple hair, black/bright clothes and metal/rock music. She’s been described as very spoiled, but sometimes a nice person, whereas I’m apparently unspoiled and too nice for my own good, as I’ve been told.

My nan’s always had a bit of a soft spot for the cousin, because her father’s richer than mine. However, she’s started to take out her temper on me and makes me feel rubbish every time I visit her on Wednesdays on Saturdays. For example:

Nan: Sarah, I hate your hair. It’s horrible. The blonde is nice, but that purple is too bright. It’s too short and your hair’s all over your face. I hate your hair.
Me: I see.
Nan: Why can’t your hair be more like ____’s? ____’s just washed hers.
Cousin: Actually, I washed it five days ago.
Nan: But it’s still nicer than Sarah’s.

I was asked to attend a sleepover with one of my best friends. My nan insisted my mother would let me go, only I was supposed to be at my friend’s house twenty minutes later, and that’s too short notice. My mother told me this and I agreed. I told my nan, and…

Nan: No wonder you’ve got no friends.
Me: That’s not a very nice thing to say.
Nan: But it’s true. You have no friends. Why can’t you be more like ____? ____ has friends.
Me: I do have friends. Lots of friends. (It’s true, I’m quite popular.)
Nan: But they’re not real friends, you have no friends and no one likes you.
Me: That’s mean.
Nan: Don’t you dare talk to me like that! You should respect your elders!

I got really upset, sought out my mother, my boyfriend of six months and several other friends for comfort, and went out on Saturdays rather than going to see her. One Wednesday, I decided that I had to be mature and go round. My two year old half cousin comes round on Wednesdays and I like her, so that was the main reason I was going – I didn’t want to let her down. In the car on the way to my nan’s, my nan was humming, so I stayed quiet, not wanting to interrupt her.

Nan: For God’s sake, haven’t you got anything to say?
Me: I didn’t want to interrupt.
Nan: Such a miserable, spoilt child.

We got into her house and I noticed the two-year-old half cousin wasn’t there, but I didn’t ask in case her granddad, my nan’s boyfriend, had taken her out.

Nan: Aren’t you going to ask where ___ is or don’t you care?
Me: Oh, yeah, where’s ___?
Nan: Nevermind, you don’t care, you spoilt teenage brat.

Once again, I was upset. I didn’t go round her house for a few weeks until yesterday.

I noticed that my nan would always bring my cousin sweets and then never ask me if I would like any. She then lifted up a chocolate egg and said:
Nan: Sarah, this is for __ (baby) from you. You bought it for her.
Me: No I didn’t.
Nan: Yes, you did. I’m going to give it to her and pretend you gave it to her because you’re too damn selfish to buy her one. You wouldn’t have bought her one.
Me: I wouldn’t. She’s not even allowed chocolate, her parents say.
Nan: Like I said, you’re selfish and spoiled.

I started crying in the company of my cousin and she gave me a hug. I’d told her that my nan always treats me second best and stereotypes me as a moody teen when I’m not, and my cousin told me that she’d just noticed it too and said I needed to talk to her. At that moment, my nan walks in.

Nan: Sarah, what are you crying for? You’re so miserable.
Me: I wonder why.
I’m never normally that sarcastic, but she was really annoying me.

Later, she took me home and said to my loving mother:

Nan: I don’t know what the hell’s up with Sarah over the past few weeks, she’s so moody and bratty it’s unbelievable. Sort her out (mum’s name.)

My mum’s never really liked my nan and decided to talk to me after my nan left.

Mum: What’s the matter? I know you’re not a brat, you never have been. What’s happened?
I explained what had happened and my mum hugged me and insisted I not go round there again. She wants to talk to my nan, but I don’t want my nan getting upset over it.

What have I done wrong? How can I make her like me?

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I ran into a girl from school that I hadn’t seen since high school at a mutual friends birthday party and her life has changed 100%. It was a complete suprise to me.
1st off in Highschool everyone remembers her as a druggie (she once even did a line of coke off the desk in class), she had been arrested many times for a range of things, she didn’t make good grades and dropped out when she was 16. Everyone though she would end up, dead, in prison or hooking to support 5 kids from different daddies. Now to be honest, she had issues, but she always seemed like a nice person. As far as her looks went, she was kind of frumpy, gothic/punkish, lots of piercings, dark make-up black hair, far from prom queen of you get the picture.

Now: I talked to her a little at the party (It was hard to believe she was the same person) and got the a lot of information from our mutual friend (Her best friend) and since dropping out of highschool she went to live with her grandmother, she went to rehab, she got her GED, she worked a whatever job till she was 18 to pay her way, started working as a reseptionist for a company when she turned 18 than moved to PA and got a better job (out of dumb luck) for a goverment company, she’s moved up in that company over the past 4 years (aparently she’s really smart) and now has some kind of regional position working in Washington DC making like 100 grand a year (at the age of 23!), she has a new car, wears designer clothes and has a really nice townhouse (Saw pics on FB). She has traveled all over the world and country. She’s been to Asia, Europe, Africa, South America and all over the US (Again FB). She has a handsome boyfriend that drives an Aston Martin (I saw that on her FB too) Not only all of that but she is now drop dead georgeous, think Natelie Portman with bigger breasts. She’s seems very classy and she now speaks 3 languages.

All of the females we went to school have at least one baby, if they work they work minimum wade jobs even the ones that went to college aren’t doing as well as she is. The guys we went to school with work labor jobs or some crap job, have at least one baby mama, a lot still live at home actually.

So how the hell did she do it? How can someone go from one extream to the other.
I don’t understand how someone like her got where she is and someone like me who was top of the class and prom queen got no where in life. I’m a cashier and a single mom of a 3 year old. My baby’s dad (We were HS SH’s) was also top of the class and prom king and now he’s a deadbeat loser.
@ Bob, I don’t know every detail of her life, this is just everything I was told or saw on her FB, I guess she could be a lier.

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she thinks she going to have babies soon what kind of mom do you think she will be? i think she will proably be very sweet and proably a cool mom. she would proably love holding the child every where and buy the child whatever he or she wanted the baby proably wont have to do his homework when in school proably wear all designer clothes proably if its a girl be a fashionata better than suri. i think she would proably play barbies with her daughter what do you think it would be like? would you like her to be your mom?

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Not getting many responses in the business section.

I’m going to sell designer clothes and high quality baby items in an upscale area in south Florida.

Young & Mod
Young with Flair
Posh & Young

Young & Posh is taken and it was my first choice. I wanted to incorporate "Young" which is my last name. And if you have any suggestions please let me know. I’m not really into the cutesy rhyming names lol.
I will also be selling clothes for toddlers as well.
Posh & Young is available, Young & Posh is not.

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she thinks she going to have babies soon what kind of mom do you think she will be? i think she will proably be very sweet and proably a cool mom. she would proably love holding the child every where and buy the child whatever he or she wanted the baby proably wont have to do his homework when in school proably wear all designer clothes proably if its a girl be a fashionata better than suri. i think she would proably play barbies with her daughter what do you think it would be like? would you like her to be your mom?

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she thinks she going to have babies soon what kind of mom do you think she will be? i think she will proably be very sweet and proably a cool mom. she would proably love holding the child every where and buy the child whatever he or she wanted the baby proably wont have to do his homework when in school proably wear all designer clothes proably if its a girl be a fashionata better than suri. i think she would proably play barbies with her daughter what do you think it would be like? would you like her to be your mom?

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