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I really hate the sunlight unless I am doing something that goes really good with a cloudy day. Excessive amounts of the stuff leaves me tired and my head throbbing in agony.



Yes, I know that sounds so vampiric, but if you know me at all you know I have never claimed to be anything of the sort. Still, I love the night and hate endlessly beautiful sunny days.



I dispise a sky that is so so bright without a single spot of white or gray to marr it. You see, I think the colors and textures of clouds are FAR more lovely than a solid, unbroken blue.



Regardless of my last few weeks in the sun again, I have come to realize that my old glasses were not a problem. I have better eyesight than I did 10 years ago.



The tooth I left for so long after it shattered in half, before having it pulled, has apparently left the one beside of it with a cavity. I bit down on a sore spot and got to messing with it until I found it. Like I didn't have enough problems?



The one I had pulled still hasn't healed up properly. I know it has had time, but I heal very slow. No, I do not have diabetes, but it runs in my family and I have always had slight symptoms. I'm sure it will be okay.



If that wasn't enough, my sharp little canines have once more bitten a hole in the tip of my tongue that has gone solid white and swollen. I must have taken a chunk out of it this time.



On a possitive note, I have bought an exquisite dress. I got it yesterday and wore it today for the first time. Surprisingly, my mother was around and didn't snap one single picture.



Perhaps it was due to my saying that everytime she made one of me, I would study it for flaws. I think I have chubby cheeks, fat arms and my butt is way too big.



Most people don't share my oppinion. They really don't understand that even though I think this of myself, I forget it the second I am not looking at my physical form.



You see, I never look in mirrors. I think I look frumpy and dowdy in pictures, so I discourage them. Yet I don't mind after they are taken, so long as I don't see them often. J/k...



Okay, Billy has wrote more on a story he's writing and I am dying to read the last few uploads that he has sent to me...Meaning, don't bother trying to find me today...I am not paying a lick of attention to anything but the story in front of my face.



Once I get started, I can't stop reading until I am at the end of what he allows me to read. They are simply too dern good to pass up...