I've been feeling kinda down. I might now why or might not know why, who knows. Not much happens here lately, but still days pass by pretty quickly.

Yesterday I went to Tanja's (dad's cousin, a dentist) to get my teeth fixed, it was really rather painful even if it was only one tooth that she had to fix. You see, I had somehow managed to chip a rather sizeable, well.. piece off that tooth, and it was getting pretty annoying so I went to hers with dad last night. She told me that I had had a.. what's it called, like when they drill your teeth and then they put that stuff there, I had had that there but it had fell off and took a part of my teeth with it (damn filling - WAIT! is that the word, filling? damn i still surprise myself by remembering these words unconsciously). Don't ask me how this all happened. Anyway, Tanja wanted to put amalgam there but I said no thanks, because I've heard that it's kinda dangerous and my god I do NOT want to have metal showing in my mouth when I laugh. I mean, seriously.

When we came home I took Mini for a walk (he had been with us at Tanja's) and walked past this one apothecary. The woman who owns it has a habit of feeding this stray cat and has left the cat even a cardboard box so that he/she (haven't checked the animal's sex unfortunately) doesnt have to sleep on the cold beton. So anyway, last night when I walked past the apothecary I saw some animal was sleeping in the box but it wasn't the cat because that cat is tabby and this animal was black and furry. Mini of course noticed someone was there and wanted to check out what it is, and that something turned out to be the cutest black puppy ever. It was probably about 6 months old and he and his legs were so thin that I didn't even feel anything when he jumped against me. God, how I felt sorry for that puppy.. Mini played with him and then I couldn't get rid of the puppy anymore, he started following us and followed us home. I actually felt like crying when I looked at the puppy because it looked so hopeless, so I called my brother and asked him to bring Mini's food to the entrance so that I could give it to the poor puppy. He actually ate everything (good taste, it was Royal Canin after all) and seemed to be genuinely happy. I had to leave him there, outside, and I swear I thought my heart would break. The problem with Serbia is that you can't do much about stray dogs and cats. All I can do is hope that the little dog sticks to this area and that I'll see him again so I can continue feeding him. Those spindly legs and huge eyes reminded me of Roki so much that it felt like back in 2005 when Roki was a puppy, a pathetic black furball from Estonia.

I bought two new empty diaries today. Can't wait to start writing in them.

What else.. hmm. Oh yeah, my period started. One week early again, like every freakin' time this year. It's getting pretty annoying, because I belong to the group of those unlucky girls who have extremely painful period and are forced to pop down a few pills to ease the pain so they can continue normal living. But enough about this gross stuff. Not much else going on, will inform if something interesting happens.