749pm when i woke up today, the clock said that it was 312pm. which is reallyy veryyy odd. the last time i looked at the before i fell asleep, it said 312am. i had exactlyy twelve hours of sleep. but i looked in the mirror, and i felt beautiful. and that has never ever happened in the longest time. i've been missing myy self-confidence. it feels wonderful to have it back. [start random thought.] i feel like explaining the picture of the pigeon up there. i was walking on a sidewalk in oakland one dayy. and i heard a soft coo-ing noise. i look down to see a pigeon. poor pigeon. it was sick...couldn't move. so i just took a picture of it. i wish i could have helped it somehow. it's weird because i see this pigeon in every single one of myy dreams now. [end random thought.]