My Future is Warped

It's something I think about constantly.

Actually, It's kind of sad how much I ponder upon the idea.

Ever since I was little I've always dreamed of traveling around everywhere, maybe having a kid or two; but I've never pictured myself with a significant other.

Whenever I'd daydream It'd always be me, and a kid. No 'special someone' or anything along the lines of that.

Many, and I mean MANY of my friends, and on the occasion my family, have criticized the choice of lifestyle I wish to partake in, but hear me out.

Listen to my pros and cons. STOP JUDGING ME.

The first subject that people can't seem to grasp is the fact that I want a child without a father. There are many ways to accomplish that. One is adoption, which would probably be my first choice, and Two is having my own baby.

Don't ask me how, there are many ways things can happen. Many people are like "What if the child want to know their dad/biological parents?"

My answer is sure, I don't care. I'd do everything in my power to help them find whomever is their parent.

Another question is, "What if your kid didn't want to travel, what if they wanted to go to regular school?"

Well, as my child would get older to say about ten, I'd take a year to stay home and see if they enjoyed being at a regular full year school. If they did, I would partially stay at home for the school year, only leaving for special business trips and summer. If they didn't like the school then we'd continue to travel around.

People alway gripe about the negative things that come with having a nomadic lifestyle like not having any foundation, or my child not being able to make permanent friendships.

On the contrary, my child would be able to make many friends, plus we'd be staying there for at least 3-5 months, and with the technological advancements we have today such as web cams and e-mail, it'd be easy to stay in touch.

Not to mention we'd be immersed in all sorts of cultures and environments. My child would be exposed to new languages, and otherwise looked over knowledge of other countries that most people regularly acquire at an older age.

See there are many ups and downs to the situation, but one fact remains clear. It's MY life and MY choice. So stop btching at me.

Let's all take a step back.

Let those who judge be judged.

I'm not going to say that I don't judge people, because that would be a total lie.

In fact, now that I think of it, I pre-choose my friends. Appalling right? Ok, when I first moved to my current school in the 6th grade I saw a crowd of people, and a few people that I saw were cool, and I thought, "I'm going to be friends with them one day."

And guess what? I'm friends with them now! I don't know how it happened though, but it all just seemed to fall into place. Like one of my closest friends Bekka, I have no idea when I started talking to her. All I remember is that I started to talk to her in the 7th grade and viola here we are now!

But I distinctly remember in seventh grade I heard people talk about her and I thought, "Man, she'd be cool to talk to maybe."

Yes, when I see people I analyze them. I can't help it. I judge the heck out of people, and it's not my fault it's just how I think. And the sad thing is, most of the time I'm right about my assumptions.

There's this one chick at my school who acts, well to put it bluntly, like trailer trash. Sad enough, when I thought that, I was right.

Or like when I presume someone has a stick up their butt, they usually do. Heck, I don't even have to talk to them. I just observe they're body language and how they dress. And NO it does not have to do with the fact that they dress preppy. Gawd, you could be goth and still act like you head is halfway up your rectum.

YES I judge people, NO I don't go up to people and voice my opinion the second I meet them.

I wait a week to give them the benefit of the doubt, THEN I voice my opinion. ; ]

WTF dude? Get ur own idea!

OK. I Am sick and friggin tired of people copying each and every one of my ideas. It's ok if a friend of mine asks me if they can copy me, or something along the lines of that; however when you take say, an art/literature concept of mine and call it your own, that's just called PLAGERISM, COPYING, and STEALING.

It's something that I will not tolerate. Partly, because it's uncool, and it's also a pain in the @ss when I have to go and yell at you for stealing my idea.

Is it that hard for people to think of something original to do? Maybe you just don't have a creative bone in your body, or maybe you head is too far up your butt to see anything past your rectum? I don't know.

Why don't all the jockers in the world do all artists a favor and crawl down a deep tar pit and die. It would make everything in my life wayyy easier. Gawd people can be btches.

Today, in class I wanted to scream/yell/btch to this one person because she was talking about how she writes and crap, and she started explaining the plot. Well I was listening, and the day before I had been talking to that same girl(who I didn't particularly like) telling her about some random stuff I was working on(which I admit on my part was stupid) and how I had imagined all this stuff one night and how I was planning to write about it. As it turns out, she didn't realize I was there so she started rambling on and on about MY plot line and pretty much said word for word what I said the day before, but instead of saying I created it SHE TOOK ALL THE CREDIT.

At first I was like "Dude! WTF??" but instead of creating that big of a scene, I simply threw her a piece of paper that said: GLAD TO SEE your STORY IS ORIGINAL

When she saw that it was me who threw it, she looked embarrassed, and after class I told her that if she pulled another stunt like that, I'd personally make her life hell.

Which now brings me to say, DON'T STEAL YOU LITTLE BTCH! or else.