Friday, December 14

suicide.

Damn this day. I feel like I want to die already.

Okay. So we were on duty awhile ago and as the wind was blowing hard and the sun was going down, I was on the 3rd floor and I was apparently looking down 'coz you can't do anything entertaining when you're on duty. I was thinking of jumping off the building. I was thinking, "Would I die if I jumped?" What is wrong with me? So anyway, it's a good thing my hair wasn't fixed so I kept my mind on that. But still, why am I thinking that? Really. How stupid.

That's all. WAAA.