I got up and noticed my reflection in the mirror and saw the most massive zit probably ever, which had appeared, seemingly, in about the time it took me to eat my breakfast (yogurt, which I hate, is allegedly good for me? Gross.)
It wasn’t a zit, but a good chunk of brownie that was caked onto my face. Because I had put brownies into my yogurt, because I hate it so much. And now I just hate myself.