Life

It's quite exciting to think that in a few years' time Danial and I will be getting our own home. I mean, thinking about it now, it may seem ridiculous cos I'm only 23 (only?!?!?!?!!! so old already). But in 4 years time I will be 27 (fucking old to be honest) and I hope by then I'd be more mature and also have the ability to wrap my head around adult matters. And boring stuff like electrical wires and shit. I bet we'd fight more (read: me showing black face, not verbally speaking) then, cos I have no patience for anything at all.

Which leads me to the topic on why I don't want children. Sometimes (most of the time) I think they are spawns of the devil. That's the only logical reason why they behave like little shits. That, and also because their parents are useless at disciplining their offsprings. Which in this case, PLS LA DO THE WORLD A FAVOUR AND JUST USE CONDOMS.

Ok? Pls.

Anyway I digress. I don't want children because they are difficult to handle. When they are born, and they can't do anything except wail when you're unwell or feeling itchy, I have to play the guessing game. Or if they cry really loudly in public, I can't tell them to shut up, because they're only babies. Of course, by babies I mean 0 - 8 months. I believe most babies, after 8 months, cry because they're uncomfortable, OR they are just being irritating, attention seeking shits.

I hate not being in control, and obviously once you have kids, the kids control you, not the other way round. Until maybe they start walking. And that's like one whole year of torture before it happens. Which means 365 days. Any idea how long that is?????? They cry and they yell and they wake you up at 2 am, 4 am, 6 am, and then they cry some more and you can't for the life of God understand why they are crying and it is SO frustrating.

So the point of the matter is, I lack the patience to have children. I can't go through 9 months of having hair sprout from places I'd never thought possible, gaining 35kg (even now when I'm not pregnant, I have problems controlling my appetite. Much less when I'm 5 months in), feeling too tired and lazy to work off the post-baby fats, losing patience even more than I already do......

Gosh just thinking about it gives me a headache and mild heart palpitations.

Maybe my biological clock will start ticking in a few years' time. But right now I'm definitely not interested in children, others or my own. And I'm most contented just kicking back with Danial, just watching comedic movies with nude fat men and lots of boob-flashing action (The Interview).