it hurts when someone you love don't respect what you do. must it science and math and details that will lead you down the road to future glory? science is interesting but i don't like going into details. it's fucks up my brain. accept it. i like practical. i like observing life and things around me. too bad i can't become that bloody professor or doctor you've always wanted me to be. if everyone's the same this world would be a fucking dull place. perhaps you might like that but i don't. and stop comparing and complaining. if you like comparing so much then why don't you compare yourselves to other parents instead of me and my peers. they came from the same kinda background and have more sibs than you yet are able to climb the social ladder fast enough to be able give their kids whatever they want. i know that makes me seem bratty and spoilt but i'm trying to bring across a point. and if you want kids then don't complain bout having to spend time and money. other people don't spend money cuz they simply can't afford it. but if there's money and you don't spend enough on the kids it either you're fucking stingy or you don't love em. it's pathetic. if you wanna be like everyone else and have kids, then don't complain about having to spend. it not, then don't bloody have kids. then i wouldn't hafta be here listening to all that fuck.