Today, I was Nothing again. Nobody was still death, and everything, well... I guess he still exists (but I kinda wish he didn't).
I woke up (as always) and went through that psycologic killing nightmare they call school.
It was horrible, but acceptable.
We didn't do much, and it's not like we usually do, but today it was even less. We just... just.
It is fair to say that Nobody thought it was cool. But it wasn't all that.
Editor note: I agree with what has been stated in the words above this; and the ones bellow, as well (probably).
On further consideration, it turned out not to be that soul shaterring.
Nobody came over and We did not do a thing. Except for this (I wrote this).
Nobody has left now. (so sad :( )
And, as it is today, there isn't much to do; or at least not an interesting thing.
I'll just proceed to play piano. That's amusing.
With hate,
Nothing
Dedicated to my loyal editor, Nobody
