Oh, well...I just felt really bad and when my friends were off and talking to each other running around the gym, I went up the stairs (There are two floors to our gym, one just kind of goes around the whole thing and there are two sets of bleachers) and I went under the bleachers, just because I could and I felt nice under there, alone and quiet. I looked up and saw a place where rope or cable could possible be tied, also thinking of the possibility that I'm more alone than I think in the world. It happens from time to time. Getting suicidal and all. It's an on and off thing for me.