The past few weeks have been quite calm compared to the week of con. I saw magic, I buried myself in homework, and got buried in snow:D
And now i am ready to kill myself. I am never having children.
What has caused this new revelation?
Cousins. I dislike children. Loud obnoxious children. Who don't stop moving. They can't help it, and I can't help not enjoying it. I mean who can enjoy them? Who poured soda all over my application paper. Who started playing rockband at 8 in the morning. Who never shut up.
I am never ever having children.
The one plus is, is that because i am now almost legally an adult, this is my last thanksgiving at hom