There's this girl. I've had something of a crush on her for the greater part of two years. She's got all these weird quirks. When she uses a squeezable container, she leaves them squeezed. She listens to all these super sappy songs and she absolutely LOVES Disney music. She gets excited all the time. Whenever she talks about plans in the future, it doesn't matter if it's near or far, she'll start to smile so big her eyes become little slits. Haha. So Asian. You don't even have to talk about plans, you could talk about food and she'll get excited. Sugar cookies, McDonald's french fries (with lots of ketchup), and Popeye's chicken (with lots of hot sauce) are like her kryptonite. Her brain is sometimes in another time zone. She takes a while to process things upstairs and sometimes it's hard to tell her jokes because it'd look like she didn't hear you, but then she'd have this confused look on her face and be like, "Huh?" Whenever you talk with her on the phone, you have to be prepared to repeat yourself like a gazillion times. She loves cartoons like Arthur and has all these crushes on cartoon characters like Ranma, Zuko, Captain Zhang... It's so weird to be jealous of people who don't exist. Then there's her weird obsession with little boys- she insists it's a healthy interest, but it's just so shady!

It's so hard to make this girl happy. She's got a passion for roller coasters and that's such a pain because I'm deathly afraid of heights and, dammit, some of those super-fast-going-down parts are too scary. Humans weren't meant to be so high and to move so fast. What sane person would want to experience that feeling where your organs feel like they're two feet behind you? She loves food, but she can't cook. Well... that's not true. She learned how to make sugar cookies, but it's not like you can live off of them. That won't stop her from trying though. Haha. If you ever share food with her, don't expect to get 50%. If you're lucky, she'll leave you the crumbs. It's like whenever she's eating, her brain shuts down and her stomach takes over. She's just not aware of how much she's eating. You'd have to be on the ball whenever you're eating with her. She's sneaky...

Yeah. Kinda love her.

I can't write anymore. I'm gonna miss this one.

I love you.
I miss you.
I'll do my best to make you proud.
Goodbye, mom.
I love you.

I'm not big on kids. They seem to have unlimited energy, constantly talking about things you really don't care about, try way too hard to impress, cry when they don't get what they want, always trying to act "grown-up" only to fail miserably and end up being snotty little brats, and some of them have complete disregard for personal hygiene.

I'm going to be a horrible dad. I can see myself on the computer doing work (or doing what I usually do online - watch tv or read comics) and then my kid would come up and tell me he/she's hungry. I'd be too lazy to cook or make something for my kid to eat, so I'd probably hand them a piece of gum and tell them to chew on it until their mom comes home and she'll cook for them. Doesn't matter if she can't cook, I don't wanna go through the trouble. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll get them a glass of water.

In all seriousness though, my main concern is that if and when I have kids, I'll spoil them rotten thinking that my kid's the best. They'll end up being those obnoxious little turds you sometimes see parents fighting with at the supermarket. I don't want to have a kid like me. That would really be hell. I wouldn't want to have a daughter either because it would get so stressful when the boys start chasing her. I hope I have an ugly daughter. Then, I won't have any worries with that. Maybe I should tell her she's ugly every day and that form fitting clothes only accentuates the ugly and she's beyond what makeup can do. The thought has crossed my mind a few times, but then I worry that she would commit suicide. That could cause some problems.

Jennifer talked about how she wanted to adopt a white boy some time ago. I think it'd be cool to have a transracial family. I'd play all sorts of jokes with the oddball like telling him that we adopted him just in case one of the biological children needed some organs, we'd have a donor ready to go.

Wow. I'm going to be a horrible dad. Still, I look forward to it. It's going to be a lot of fun. For me anyway.