i'm gonna vom

This kid in England is 13. Look at him. He looks like one of the kids I give cookies to and tell not to pick on the kindergarteners. He's a FATHER. Okay, I grew up in the Ozarks, which are renowned for being full of white trash. And yes, I've seen high school freshman pregnant. I remember walking down the halls of my high school sophomore year and being visually attacked by teenagers with pregnant bellies. I swear, if I see another person from my class of '07 on facebook upload pictures of their child, I'm gonna die.

Sometimes I wonder if they die when they see pictures of me dancing on a chair in my kitchen in my hot-orange hot pants and they're breastfeeding. Or if they die when I upload my latest film and they're changing diapers.

Missbehave posted this article a while back about the ideal life timeline. A lot of people were angered by it, saying it's some sort of conspiracy to make us all be yuppies and blah, blah, the fuck blah blah. You know what I say? Whatever.

I'm down for following that timeline. Shit, I hope to be engaged by 26, in a decent job by 27, married by 28, pregnant by 29 (with twin boys of course) and totally and completely sucessful (in every sense of the word: artistically, financially, familial, etc) by 30. I have nothing wrong with being a mom at 30. Dude, biology is biology.

But common sense is common sense, and why the fuck are 17 year olds having babies? When I was seventeen I was experimenting with partying and hairstyles, crying over boys that were totally fucking lame in retrospect and applying for college.


I don't get it. Sorry, teenage moms. I just don't. I respect you for taking on such a mature task at a very young age, no doubt. Don't get me wrong- I absolutely LOVE children and I seriously can't wait to have kids. But I'll be damned if I have kids before 26.

-miss pepper