I hate kids.
Let's face it; I hate kids. They are whiny, dirty, annoying and troublesome. Or at least they are to me.
But sometimes I get this URGE to be a mum.
Especially at work, when I see a cute hapa (JAPANESE--not any asian, mind you-- and white) baby, I'm like, "damn, I dont mind being a mommy to that one!" I love hapa baies because they are usually really pretty.
But then again, I would see another baby crying its ass off and I think to myself, "Oh THANK THE LORD I'm not a mum." I really cant stand crying babies.
As I was growing up, I had a fairly young mother and it was cool. So when I have kids, I want my first one at 27. You might think that's waaaay too young, but if my mum was capable, so am I.
Plus, I do plan on getting married at 21. Or maybe 22. And live in England for a year and then in Japan for another year.
There are so many things that I want to do in life that I really do not have the time to mope around over studpid things. But I sometimes do look back and feel that depressing feelings that I was feeling a month or so ago. Then I tell myself, "Miyu, this really will not matter in six months. Especially when you'll be hella busy."
Then I feel better.
Life is short. People come and go. I know that it's just part of life.
I only wish it was as easy as it sounds.
MIYU
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Babies are a handful but they can be really fun. Then again, I only have a godson so I don't deal with him everyday, all day.
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