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...Ah, pregnancy, what a wonderful time... Monday, Mar. 10, 2008, 3:42 pm Let me clarify.I don't dislike the baby. I'm mildly excited, and I don't feel bad looking at baby clothes, and I think black baby furniture is cool, and a space room is an awesome idea, and I'm interested in what the baby looks like, and is doing and such and all that jazz. I am in no way unexcited about le baby. It's other people. In general other people annoy me. When I'm not pregnant. I think we can all look back on my life before three months ago and agree that I do not like the general population, and that there are a minimum of people who don't instantly annoy me. People get ten times more annoying when they're excited about stuff that isn't going to happen for a long, long time. They annoy me + I've been clinically depressed for the majority of my life + I'm a mean person + I have crazy pregnancy hormones = I want to choke every single smily person who says "OMG THAT'S SO GREAT!!! ARE YOU EXCITED??" and then wants to hug me or something. Except Bobby. That was just too cute to be annoying. Also. Why the hell does me being pregnant give everyone else a lisence to ask rude-ass questions? For instance: -1- Are you excited? Does no one notice that these are all HIGHLY PERSONAL THINGS? I barely know any of these people. I do not appreciate their nosiness. I'm going to start answering them like this: -1- Fuck no. I hate babies. I'm giving it to Angelina Jolie. -2- No. How about you? Were you planned, or are you a bastard child too? -3- Yes, but I'm only inviting attractive people to the ceremony, sorry. -4- Nine months. Switching to "Three weeks!" after I start to look like I'm about to pop. -5- Yeah, I'm trying not to eat anything. I don't want a fat kid like yours. -6- I think so, but he keeps trying to push me down the stairs... -7- They disowned me. commence crying really loudly, probably in the mall right beside Toys'R'Us I figure, if I'm allowed to be anything else because I'm pregnant, surely I can be a haenous bitch. |