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    on Monday, April 19, 2004


    There was an episode of Futurama that left an impression on me. In the future, there will be suicide booths all over the world (Or Maybe just New York City) just like phone booths. You can choose to die painless or horrible with gore. Right now, i just wish that machine exsists in the present. Although many could argue, i could just jump off a high building or drown but could i die painlessly? After all, life is full of pain and hurt. Why should dying be so miserable as well?

    I feel misunderstood. Suffocated. Sometimes i feel that i am not even the Real Me. Who am i? Why am i so unhappy? I am so sick of hearing optimistic sentences. " Oh the sun will rise again..blah blah blah" I feel sorry for my parents. THink they deserve someone who has a good head on the shoulders. I feel like a big fat failure with no directions and no future. What is wrong with my thinking? I admit that my thinkings are pretty controversial but what is wrong with that? Why do i have to conform to the general population? Why do i have to generalise myself for the sake of society and other people? Everyone says " Try to be happy". Whats the point of trying to be happy? And those people who said that are those ones who snatched my happiness away. What a load of BS.



    Carina
    10:47:00 PM