Urine Sample #14: The Subway, The Train and The Gory

Last night I alternatively took the subway home. (err.. actually it's the LRT, it's just subway sounds so coooool). I'm only two stations away from the last one. I usually ride an fx or a jeepney but I was running late and I'm not in the mood and I can't afford to be kept hostage in a traffic jam for what seemed an eternity or so, and the subway's the only fastest way though would cost me a little luxury (phew, that was long I held my breath).

Well anyway, I felt creeps from my vein to my scalp as soon as I got into the platform. I was the only one on that side, well except from the guard who gave me daze walking back and forth. Is he nervous as hell I wouldn't mind to know (but probably his wife is laboring in the delivery room *wink*).

As I was saying, err writing, I was the only one on that side waiting for the next train and there are at least ten people on the other side. Darn! The whole cumbersome atmosphere depressed the hell out of me, I swear. It was sooo silent like a vacuum I could really die right then and there. And suddenly it's hell, I just felt like committing suicide or something like jumping in the railway or some gory stuff like that. And here's the funny thing, I'm really up to doing it and all. Was I so stupid. But what I thought I would do then was jump into the railway just when the train's coming near and lay lay there for all I know and let the engined metal crushed my whole body, and my blood and body parts would splatter on the train and on the platform, and the people would start screaming but they won't do anything like calling the police. They would just stand there naively screaming they're lungs out, or gasping for breath, or puking all over the place and all.

Oh darn movies.. I hate them now, those stressful thrillers and suspense, they really can get to my head. I'm a madgirl.

I know I wouldn't have done it though. Aside from the big expense at stake for the funeral and all, I don't have the guts to jump in a railway. But I probably would've done it, too if I'm totally nuts and if I'm assured that someone will cover me as soon as the train did it's wonderful job.Err..I didn't want a bunch of stupid rubbernecks puking on my chopped bloody body.