Good news

  Most of what I write in my journal is negative, usually because for me, writing out my vents and anger helps me cope. I decided to write something good that has happened to me for a change. I just went to the dentist a few days ago expecting the worse. After all, I bp every freaking day!. But the opposite happened. I had no cavities, and the dentist and the assistant went on and on about my teeth. Also they bragged that I hardly had any tarter build-up.  It was great news. I don't floss, I drink soda, and I puke, yet I have only had 2 cavaties in my life. Someone's lookig out for me.