Can't read my, can't read my ; No he can't read my poker face.

I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start & after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart

I'm continuing what I started yesterday.

Overdosing pills
~The 3 pains
~~Physical - I'm not sure, I've not seen one myself, but from what I have seen, you vomit, a lot. You get convulsions too. Not the best way to go, in looks or feel if you ask me.
~~Mental - You are puking your guts out. Need I say more.
~~Emotional - Its a slow death. Unless you faint during the spasms, you are going to regret choosing this method. It's stupid.
~Rating - 1/10
Who the hell likes puking.

Burning charcoal/using toxic fumes to suffocate you.
~The 3 pains
~~Physical - This method can be subdivided. Either it's a quick one, like using poisonous fumes, or a slow one, like burning charcoal or leaving your the gas on your kitchen stove on. Obviously you need to seal off your windows in both, a great hassle. If you use the slower one, where the gas needs to accumulate before killing you, good for you. Pop a few sleeping pills, heavy duty, and hope you can sleep through your death. If it's the fast one, it will still take a few seconds, and obviously there will be discomfort or pain in your lungs.
~~Mental - In either sub-method, it takes time. You will fear death during the time your lungs are burning, or before you sleep. Fear is not good, but in this case it's better, because you have a choice of turning back until you die.
~~Emotional - You might regret, but as I said, you turn back anytime before you die, so emotional pain is not that major.
~Rating - 5/10
This is by far the best way to suicide, of course, if you really want to die a painless death, this is still to slow. You need something fast.

P.S. if you really do commit suicide, don't tell them I taught you how. Damn I have to stop thinking about these things, at least councelling was good today, and I was happy until my mother reminded me of my goddamned chinese tuition. Screw it. This day would have been otherwise near-perfect.