What about children?

I really, really do not want kids. Maybe it has something to do with being an only child (I have friends from families with 3+ kids and they usually want a brood of their own), but I really don't like kids until they reach about age 10. Even then, I don't particularly like little girls; when I was a little girl, my interests were more in line with the boys, so I don't understand young girls and their dolls/makeup/drama etc. Maybe it's because I never, ever babysat (and when I did a few years ago for my viola teacher's 3-year old daughter, it really made me not want kids).

I also feel that there's enough people on this planet without me throwing my genes into the fray; if I ever had a kid, it would more than likely be through adoption. Disneyland has not helped my attitude towards kids: there were so many double-wide strollers, nose-picking 4-year-olds and pregnant women padding around the place that it just disgusted me to no end with the whole child-bearing thing.

A pity, because I certainly have the hips for it.

Jam it back in, in the dark.