Eyetwitchy
Today on the drive home Mom just randomly started talking to me about Annie, which is not strange... but it was the things she was talking about. None of my business, and certainly not yours. I just wanted to scream, "I DON'T WANT TO KNOW ANY FUCKING SECRETS!" But instead, to change the subject, I brought up the video we watched today on C-sections and how babies are so gross and I'm definitly not having any or getting married or anything, for that matter. Then she gave me the "Someday, you'll fall in love...." speech.
But, really, I won't. First, I am repulsed by human beings. I don't mind hugs and things, but overall, in terms of the entire body and it's workings, it just makes me want to go have my brain upoaded into computer or an android body or something, or maybe even just a rock, and live that way instead. I know I kind of contradict myself there, since I drool over hot people and stuff, but looking nice is different than being nice. Second, I have ridiculously high standards. Third, if I did happen to fall in love, I wouldn't get married, because if the dude asked me, I would just have my brain bombarded by images of my dad and how great he used to look and how in the end he just became an old gross fat guy with the mentality of a nine year old and an ego the size of Texas. And the same thing happened to most all other adult males I've known throughout my life, relatives or no. And the whole thing is just a turn off.
Yee. How dismal the future looks. But without a family to support, I will make my first million quicker! Then I can take care of Mom and Dad for the rest of their lives and travel the world doing good deeds. Or something. Wow this is so retarded sounding.
But, really, I won't. First, I am repulsed by human beings. I don't mind hugs and things, but overall, in terms of the entire body and it's workings, it just makes me want to go have my brain upoaded into computer or an android body or something, or maybe even just a rock, and live that way instead. I know I kind of contradict myself there, since I drool over hot people and stuff, but looking nice is different than being nice. Second, I have ridiculously high standards. Third, if I did happen to fall in love, I wouldn't get married, because if the dude asked me, I would just have my brain bombarded by images of my dad and how great he used to look and how in the end he just became an old gross fat guy with the mentality of a nine year old and an ego the size of Texas. And the same thing happened to most all other adult males I've known throughout my life, relatives or no. And the whole thing is just a turn off.
Yee. How dismal the future looks. But without a family to support, I will make my first million quicker! Then I can take care of Mom and Dad for the rest of their lives and travel the world doing good deeds. Or something. Wow this is so retarded sounding.