It's weird... When I was around 3, I did think about suicide. I wasn't depressed or anything, but I remember going to sleep and wondering what it would be like to die. Of course, this barely counts, but now that I think about it, it's kinda creepy... >.<Right again! Although I technically should, I don't really think about it. It's fine the way it is (though my parents and violin teacher would disagree).
I guess 2, because according to the laws of life, no teenager is never mad at their parents
1)I dropped out of Art class to take Tech. Ed
2)I have translated one of the volumes of DC (the one that revealed Vermouth was disguised as Dr. Araide) from English to Chinese just to convince my mom that DC is awesome
3)If I could go back and choose, I would've gone with cello instead of violin