I was in a house…I think it was the dorm but it was different. I ran into the back room and I don’t know if I was myself or David Gainsboro (my guyfriend). Eventually, I was me. I picked up the phone and called Geoffs (my boyfriends) dad in an effort to call 911 (since he’s a doctor). I told him something and he said thank you for calling and that they’d be right there. I knew that I was calling for a suicide attempt confession, so I moved nearer to the electric outlet. Then, Katie came in for a second and told me I could get DCed for calling 911 for some reason that I knew to be true. Then the ambulence came and I don’t remember much except going on a walk and knowing eventually that I wouldn’t get in trouble, nor would anyone really care too much that I claimed to have tried to kill myself. That’s all I remember.