Spur of the moment thing.

Have you ever genuinely thought about dying?

It sounds like a pretty morbid question, but its one that's surprisingly relevant.

There are quite a few people i would seriously consider dying for, simply because without them I would be pretty lost.

I thought I'd make a list, just to see.

1. Family. Because no matter how much i complain, I've got nicer parents than some.

2. The friends:

a) Ellen.

b) Jazz.

c) Parve.

d) Greg.

e) Husband.

f) David.

g) Labo.

h) Rosie.

i) Nicole.

j) Hutty.

k) Pooley.

l) Sope.

A few people might wonder why they are on that list, but they shouldn't. 

I would take a bullet for any of these people, because they make me me.

On a rather different note, what would you do if your best friend/boyfriend etc... died?

Mr Smith is always going on about that mate of his who died and we all laugh at him, which if you think about it is really harsh.

I know that if any of those people died, i miss them more than anything.

 Because if Ellen wasn't here, who would tell me how to sort my life out? 

If Jazz wasn't here, who would tell me when I was out of order? 

If Parve wasn't here, who would tell me she loved me every day? 

If Greg wasn't here, who would make me laugh even when I felt like crying?

If Husband wasn't here, who would make me laugh about the most ridiculous things, and sing Hairspray with me? 

If David wasn't here, who would i have silent conversations with? 

If Labo wasn't here, who would i dance with, without caring what i looked like? 

If Rosie wasn't here, who would I act like a fool with in tutorial? 

If Nicole wasn't here, who would I bitch endlessly with? 

If Hutty wasn't here, who would help me get through German? 

If Pooley wasn't here, who would make my bezzie really happy and therefore me really happy? If Sope wasn't here, who would sort me out and tickle my feet?

So that's why you people are on there. There are several people i haven't put on here, for various reasons but i love them as well.

If you're wondering why I wrote this blog, i just happened to be thinking about it.

It happens when you feel ill.