the-unwritten-vista
Monday, August 10, 2009
I am sad): Very sad, depressed maybe.
I hate to think.
I hate you. I hate the miseries you brought to my life.
I hate myself.
I don't know what to write here. I think I will private my blog soon, open to my contacts on MSN only. I hate people who I don't want to/people who I don't even know read my blog. This is perhaps for the best. Sometimes, even after living 15 years on Earth. I see no point in continuing to live on, just feel like jumping down from a height. Yet, thinking the bloody mess and sight, I would turn to charcoal. At least charcoal, you will die peacefully, no pain and as a whole. You will die from minimum suffering, only a cough or two and suffocation. But you will not experience as much pain as other suicide methods, it's almost quite painless. In short, you will pass away peacefully as if you've sleeping. Deep in sleep, with nothing to worry about. Don't worry, I wouldn't choose death yet. Unable to balance a few chemical equation, or memorise my geography notes will not land me into suicide just yet. Even if I don't know a chapter in my entire A.Maths syllabus, I will not choose to die. Choosing death is an easy way out, but I prefer challenge. Though I admit, sometimes, after 4 hours of attempting to solve countless maths problems, only to fail. I do think death is a considerable chose to my miserable life. NO?
posted by vanessa loves you # 1:04 AM 
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