When I was a senior in high school soon to be graduating, my friends and I planned a week long senior trip down to Newport Beach the second week of summer. My mom, being a classic Korean Tiger Mom, hastily declined and basically put me on lockdown the last month of my senior year. Fast forward a month of sneaking out, lying to my mom, etc. and it was the eve of the senior trip (that I paid a non-refundable $520 without her knowing) that I still was not allowed to go. Well I decided fuck it and I snuck out that night and was driving down I-5 towards SoCal by the following morning. The first two days of the trip I spent paranoid that my mom would end up at the house we were at (I am from the Bay Area), or the Newport Police or something (my mom has done some crazy shit to me). Well the next five days were some of the best days of summer (drinking and partying and bonfires and slacklining and surfing and all that good stuff) and it is now about a year and half later and my Mom and I have exchanged maybe 10 words thus far.
So I say if your parents say you can't go...fuck it and just sneak out.
I hope you all enjoyed this personal anecdote of my troublesome relationship with my mom. I'm really high.