Elementary would be a memorable time for me. So are the times on weekends when I hang out with my grandpa. Oh how I miss those days compared to the dreaded days I go through now. Growing up is not fun at all. I'm lost in life, don't know where I'm going. Day in day out all I do is wake up and dread about going to work. For what purpose I don't know.
People don't usually wish death upon themselves. But sometimes I think to myself wouldn't it be great if for whatever reason I was killed and didn't have to deal with life anymore? Like my plane trip. I actually don't mind if I got on a plane that for whatever reason wouldn't reach it's destination.