I think the right to choose weather or not to have them is a right.
I don't think there should necessarily be restrictions per-say (I am very much against the way China's one child rule is enforced), but I do believe that having more than a couple should be discouraged.
We're heading towards overpopulation as it is, more people = less resources = more problems.
I think a lot of the encouraging people to breed needs to stop to.
It is scary how many people I used to go to school with have babies already (one of them is up to her third!), I'm 21!
A lot of people seem to be having babies for the welfare benefits, not because they want children, I was told on the phone to Student Loans once that if I didn't want my loan means tested on my parents wages then I should "just have a baby".
I find this absolutely insane.
Then there's the "babies as fashion accessories crowd", I have a friend who sometimes will not shut up about how she wnts a kid so she can dress it in Lolita clothes.
Excuse me, but a baby is not a doll, if you want to dress something up get a Barbie.
I think people should be educated more about the responsibilities of looking after children.
I also think there should be restrictions on IVF, that stuff costs the NHS a fortune, an Aunt of mine keeps having it done over and over again and it keeps failing, yet she won't adopt because she wants "a baby of her own" and she's always the first to criticise the NHS when they refuse to give people cancer treatments because they can't afford them.
Sorry I appear to have gone off on a tangent.
I'd like to have been there when Boudicca fought off the Romans (the time she won), she's one of my heroes.
A meeting of the Hellfire club to see if my theory about them not being the Satanic nutcases they were reported to be (I often suspect they were actually the Historical equivalent of Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin etc, and just spread loads of crazy rumours about themselves to shock people)
Greyfriar's Kirkyard with Mary Shelly when she started writing Frankenstein's Monster , mostly because I want to know where she sat.
Any point in Ancient Sarmatian history. Sarmatian women were supposedly the inspiration for the Amazons (a LOT of tombs of their woman have been found full of weapons and armour) , I absolutely fell in love with the idea of the Amazons when I was around 7-8 and Hercules: The Legendary Journeys was on TV. An entire race of women that can do stuff other than making dinner? Awesome!
On the beach when Queen Elizabeth 1st made her famous speech "I may have the body of a woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a man". Hopefully she didn't mean her dad's stomach... Or come to think of it his heart, I mean that couldn't have been in very good health now could it?
People have tried and failed to hurt me on the internet. Mostly it seems to be people that are looking for revenge because I spotted something wrong with what they were doing (I try to be as polite as possible when this happens, but people keep on taking it the wrong way).
Last week someone who clearly skim read my post on sew_loli tried to troll me via 4chan.
They seemed to think I thought a bow I made was perfect and people would want to buy t, when in actual fact the point of my post was that it was the first bow I'd made, I knew things had gone wrong and I was looking for advice on how to not make them go wrong in future, and I briefly mentioned that when I worked out the problems I planned on making some to sell.
Someone pointed out this in the thread and then it devolved into posting photos of e just after my charity head shave complete with "EWWWW UGLY!" comments.
Children's playground much?
I don't find myself hideous and clearly neither does my boyfriend, these are the only two opinions on my face I really care about as like the saying goes "beauty is only skin deep".
A while back something similar happened when I posted some photos from Gay Pride to the internet, someone started a "OMG SHE'S SO UGLY" anonymous thread. Funny thing is they used quite a nice photo instead of the one I took especially for them:
In closing until people grow some balls and tell me things to my face instead of hiding behind internet anonymity they don't really bother me.
Funnily enough Orlando from Orlando: A Biography by Virginia Wolf (that's the same Orlando that turns up in The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen by Alan Moore).
I quite like the idea of being able to live forever (although I suppose that doesn't really apply if it's just for a month) go adventuring and swap gender at will.
While it's pretty sad if someone felt the need to keep their birth control secret from their parents, needing parental consent is a terrible idea.
My mother knew about mine and she was happy for me to take the pill because she knew that just because I was on the pill didn't mean I was going to go out there and shag anything that moved (I started taking the pill at 16, and I had a draw full of condoms not long after but I didn't actually loose my virginity until I was 19), and that it was just a precaution in-case I did decide to have sex (and because before I was on the pill I had really heavy periods and terrible cramp and the pill calmed most of that down), but a lot of the people I grew up with's parents assumed that if their child (who they still saw as a miniature Winston Churchill look-alike-like in a frilly knitted hat and a nappy) took the pill or carried condoms then they would have lots of casual sex.
Actually, the opposite is true of the people I grew up with, like me the girls who took birth control of had purple paper baggies of condoms (C-Card free condoms scheme for the win by the way but why couldn't they have used less in your face coloured bags?) in their handbags were the girls who waited the longest to loose their virginities, and the girls whose parents freaked at the idea of birth control are the girls who became teen mothers or had secret abortions.
I don't hate when bands get popular, I hate when bands care so much about popularity that they change who and what they are to stay popular.
"We'll always care more about our fans and our music than being mainstream"
Three years later the guy who said that had half a haircut and the band he was in sounded like every other emo band going.
Good shoes won't save you this time indeed.
I have no memories of my father, I've never met him.
I used to go on walks in the countryside with my Granda, it probably wasn't all that far, though it felt like miles.
Strangely though, I don't ever remember having tired feet, I just remember fields and butterflies etc, and my Granda of course (whearas all I remember about walks with my Step Dad or his parents is tired feet, and people telling me to stop dawdling).
I'm pretty sure I got my love of music from my Granda, especially slightly cheesy odd stuff (Bobby Picket and the Crypt Kickers for the win :D )
Boy Meets World.
It amused me,I identified with the "aaaaaargh growing up is weird!" themes and my grandparents thought I shouldn't be allowed to watch it because it "wasn't for children and shouldn't be on during the day" so I watched anyways out of rebelness! (I guess that maybe sprung from the Prom episode where he almost looses his V plates and Tapagna accidentally elbows him in the eye...)