I just realised that when I smile, my lips are turned upwards. But the smile never reaches my eyes. They are still turned downwards, not those cresent shapes that I expected. Then I look more closely in the picture, my eyes weren't even sparkling, like many of those books and novels promised they should when you're happy. Was I happy then? I vaguely remember that the answer is yes. That was probably one of the best moments of my life, if my memory doesn't fail me. But why do my oh so big eyes look so cold and distant then? Why are they pitches of black and not the brown hazel ones I've been told so often I had?

Yeah, it was probably the surroundings, the bad lighting, or the lousy camera. I'm over thinking once again, my new hobby.

On the other hand, milky is currently lying on my lap. She's been sleeping for almost an hour, making me incapable of moving around. Not even for a bathroom break. I don't want to wake her up, she's been sleeping so soundly. But just a few minutes ago she started shaking uncontrollably. I don't think she's cold, I think she's having a nightmare. I don't know if I should wake her up. She's shivering so badly..