it's getting later now. I've been waiting for this moment for awhile now..somewhere between late at night and too late to get up for school tomorrow, I'll be ready. and that's only a couple of hours away. I'm sitting beside a few bottles of pills...42 tylenal, maybe 20 Pepcide AC, and atleast 30 motrin, sitting on the computer table beside me. Probably not enough to kill me, but enough to try. This is it. I've fucked up my life beyond un-fucking now. And my wrist? Well I've fucked that up even worse. I think I'll skip PT (Phis Ed class) tomorrow....No, wait, I think I'll quit PT class tomorrow...No, wait, I think I'll quit life tonight. So now what?