Dead? No, Not Yet.

Hello peoples out there reading this at this moment.

Anyways, how you doing today? What? I can't hear you. Serious? Really? I'm writing this and it would be technically impossible for me to hear you??

No kidding.

Yesterday, I had no homework. Which was awesome. I love these last days of school. I love school if there's no homework and so much stuff to study. It's almost like a place to hang out now. Which is friggin awesome.
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So, yesterday, I was thinking about growing up. I imagined myself like 20 something. And I found it impossible. I M P O S S I B L E

I mean, I had a blank. A big fat blank. You, know, at least like...give me a clue.

So, maybe, if I can't imagine myself grown up, I imagined myself dying. Since, like, you know, you can't grow up, you die, ya know? So...I always thought like, you know, peaceful death, sort of cheating life, which is sort of painful.

And then, a huge wave of realization hit me. I thought of all the things I would never see, never laugh about, never experience, and all the people that I'd leave behind. All those lovely people. Yes that includes you too, so...like.. <3 u.

Hahaha, I less than 3 you.

Anyways, before, I always thought that death would be pretty much the answer to almost everything, just like an emergency route when no other choice is available. And when I realized that death, suicide, is just cheating. Everyone has to go through these things, and dying like that isn't fair to others, to you.

I T ' S. C H E A T I N G. P E O P L E.

So, I decided, no overdose of painkillers, no rope hanging from the roof, no jumping off high places, unless attached to a bungee rope.


I have a zest for life. Damn proud of it too.