Yesterday night, I couldn't sleep so my mind started thinking about a lot of things, and one of them was what method I should try to kill myself with. Haha.
Hanging- I have my red neck tie to use as a noose but, I can't find any sort of elevation high enough to successfully strangle my pretty neck. Cut, cut, cut.
Cut my wrist- This one is classic, but very teenager-ish. Besides, I'm not emo, The most compelling reason why I won't do this one is that it has a high survival rate. I don't think I want to live with a ugly scar. Cut, cut, cut.
Stick my head in the oven a la Sylvia Plath- Too morbid for my taste and it means a slow, agonizing death through gas suffocation. Interestingly, somebody else copied her style and killed herself in the same way. This woman happened to be the mistress her husband left her for. Cut, cut, cut.
Shoot myself with a gun- Totally out of the question since I don't carry a gun or any ammunition. Unless I want to ransack my aunt's house first and try to locate her gun before blowing my precious gray matter out. Cut, cut, cut.
Jump off a tall building/cliff- There aren't any skyscrapers where I live but mountains abound. That means I would have to drive up Highway 330 and find a nice ravine for my body to fall into. Or, I could go to LA for that tall building. But then, my lovely face would most certainly be destroyed beyond recognition and my bones all broken. I wouldn't be much of a sight at my funeral. Afterall, I do want a grand exit. Cut, cut, cut.
Run into a car/truck- What if I survive? I don't want to end up crippled and angry. Cut, cut, cut.
Drink bleach- I don't know how I can endure the taste of bleach, much more swallow it.
Cut, cut, cut.
Stab myself with a kitchen knife- Too morbid for my senses. Cut, cut, cut.
So the question remains. Any ideas? Haha.
FYI. My teacher said that according to research, the common day for suicides is now Wednesday.
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