And I thought I was the only one! :) Except Dad set my rules. When I was 16 and a junior and started dating (NO dating before then!), my curfew was 11, and of course only weekends - no going out on school nights unless it was a church or school function. When I was a senior, I begged for more ("All my friends stay out later than me!") and it was changed to 1130.
Once I officially graduated, I complained to my dad that I wasn't a kid anymore and he said "Are you still living in MY house?" I said something like "Oh come ON, Dad!" to which he replied "OK, 1145." So my curfew that whole summer, til I left for college, was an embarassing 1145. LOL! Of course, now my attitude is a little adjusted and I appreciate his being so stubborn.