Suicide and stuff…

Yesterday (the 8th) was the start of my school's suicide prevention week/few days thing.
We had an assembly on what to do if someone you know is depressed.

I talked it over with a few friends afterwards.

I probably can't tell/wouldn't know if someone was depressed. Maybe it's because I'm always on the go. If someone acted all sad I'd probably ask what's wrong. I'd just nod and leave and go talk to someone else.
It's not because I want to see them sad, don't get it twisted. It's just I don't like putting my nose in other people's personal problems.
That's just annoying. I hate it when people do it to me, so I don't do it to other people. Golden Rule.

We talked about this girl who killed herself because she was bullied. It's a situation that has happened countless times, so it's not really new.
Personally, I think there's more to this story. I don't believe that verbal was the only cause as the story said. Maybe it's because it takes a lot to tear down my shields. But all the stories I've read all say the victim was teased for whatever reason. That's it.
Eh, there's probably more to this story, but the girl didn't leave a suicide note or anything.

School Marks

Well report cards are due next week. But all I know is:
Media:80%
Math:62%
Science: ~52%
English: 64%

So I'm really,really happy about those.

Though I'm a little too late. I finally have an answer for my English teacher.

A while ago he asked what if there's a successful life and if there's a wasted life or something.

I know now; a wasted life, is an early death. Figured it out while watching a film.

I'm gonna start going to church again.

I only stopped at first because of my older brother not going. Then I stopped, and the rest of my family goes from time to time. I sorta go, but I come as I am. Dressed in normal clothing, or sometimes my sleeping wear. But soon I'll come back in a white dress shirt, and a nifty tie I've had for a while. Clip-on of course.

The thing is;
I haven't really let God in my life as I turned into a teenager and grew. I didn't believe in him, but I didn't think he was fake either.
I didn't really care.
I'm kinda scared that when I die, and let's just say all the things I've read (Bible, Book of Mormon etc..) were wrong and God wasn't so forgiving then I'm going to Hell right D:?
Times like this you wish you could ask the guy =/.

Found my scripture case, so I got my books ready. I'm going to re-read the Book of Mormon before anything, since I am a Latter Day Saint and all, I suppose it's appropriate to start there. And it's kinda short.

The Bible is long.

I'll start reading in the morning. It's almost 6am, and I have to sleep.

~Nass