Baby-phobia
. So a friend of mine asked me to come over the other day, I told her she was welcome to come over here, but no -she insisted we'd eat homemade pizza over at their place. So I though well, okay, and went over. I come in and what do I see? A friggin' two year old. I figure it's more than allright with my friend (who loves children, she's very good with them) but me? I hate babies. And most children. Call me coldhearted, but I just cannot deal with them. They freak me out. I have nothing to tell them or teach them, and my dear friend knows this. Anyway the kid was there, so I though I just could ignore him, despite all the ugly stares he sent me (I though, judgemental already, are we?). We turned on the TV to watch some stupid program. I tried to watch anyway, while eating pizza (very very good-tasting pizza indeed) and I notice the kid is choughing alot. When he weren't choughing he was screaming, or running around picking on everything he shouldn't, making it impossible to watch tv. It annoyed me green and blue, but I didn't say anything, just sat there eating (my friend could probably see I was very uncomfortable though), but then suddenly, as he choughs, the kid choughs so much he THROWS UP! Jeez! The pizza was near coming up again and well, I sure wasn't hungry any longer. Luckily the mother (my friends cousin) took the kid with her home because of that and I was relieved. If I ever get pregnant I'm going to kill myself rather than having it.