buzzword of the day - attempting suicide

yessire, and in the heart of nie, that is..

was crossing over to nie for a noon gym seesion, wanted to pass the open area between two buildings when the security shoved me into the corridor. and i saw the other security officials doing the same thing to other students..
then i saw that area been cordoned off with white-and-red tape. knew something amiss. i thought they were trying something dangerous stunts or something like that, but somehow everything doesn't seemed right..
then i saw lots of people looking up at something.. perhaps they are hanging up something high above but i didn't see anything huge as i walked further and further.. until i popped my head out from the corridor. to my shock: a man, early twenties, fair, t-shirt and jeans, sitting just outside the window, with little footing under him..
i was like:" oh man.."
the crowd was gathering, but i just went on my way, not out of indifference, but there's really nothing i could do but watch, so i carried on.. but i really hoped he wouldn't jump at all.. so i popped out my head once every 20 metres, to see if he was still up there, and luckily he was..
after an hour's gym, gone. the man's gone, the tape's gone, everything went on as if nothing had happened, although you could hear whisperings as you walked along that corridor.. saw no blood on the ground, no police, no undertakers. luckily no jump took place, much to my relief..
morale? if you have something pressured up in you, left it out, find someone, there's at least 1 person in the world who you can talk to.. me for example..
suicide is a means, a silly one also.. impeding exams, unreasonable and idiotic fyp supervisor, broken relationship.. whatever, really unwise to end it all just because you can't take it anymore..

cheers