Hate kids?

kids in reference to little children. i don't like them. i find most of them insane, irritating, loud and so so innocent. i miss being that age. i miss the whole "everything will be fine and i'm going to go to my parents and get a hug". sure, it might have just been my dad who i sought hugs from because i spent a lot of time with him as i grew up, but it's just something i really really miss.

i tried to read page 103 of the first autobio that we as an english class are going to study. i tried and tired. i begins along the lines of "when i was 11, my mother died". i tried not to let it get to me. it hit me and it hurt. i trieed to vent with painting and drawing, but it still hurt. yeah, i miss my dad.