ZOMG, The thing on my eye is still there and it's grow bigger and it's turning yellow in some spots. I'm hoping that I can get a doctor to check it soon.

Once I had a dream

I was walking down a road that was as straight as metal rod, but the houses were all identical and the even the gardens were identical. There wasn't a breeze of wind and the sun shone perfectly and everything was silent, not the chirp of bird, the squeak of mouse, or even the beating of my own heart. On the garden of every house, there would be a statue and it was a statue of a man with his hands over his face. With every passing house, the statue would be different, he slowly starts to reveal his face.