Nothing.
I am biting my nails
down to the bed, until
they bleed so I can feel
the burning of bacteria
sticking to fresh flesh.













Everything.
I put on the most












uncomfortable pair of







underwear I own
and now I have to
dig for gold
every five minutes.
Plus
I have a hole in my pants
and people are yelling
the, “My Little Pony Theme
song”, throughout the
hallways.
Nothing.
I wore black socks,
a black cotton t-shirt,
black Levi jeans,
a black headband,
and
black shoes,
because it’s national
“Black” day.
Everything.
I woke up to make
breakfast and realized
there were no more
chocolate chips to melt onto
my Eggo waffles and burned
the Oscar Mayer bacon in the
frying pan.

Nothing.
I just popped
a couple pimples
during passing period
and now my face
resembles a pizza.
Sauce only.
No cheese.
Why you ask?


Everything.
I bit all my nails off.
I have an enormous wedgie and hole in my jeans.
I am wearing black on a hot sunny day.
I am starving and my stomach is growling.
I have popped puss all over my face.


Anything else you want to know?