I look like a ghost. No really - pale skin, like sick pale. I just lost all that nice Italian pigment.
I would really like to thank the dream gods for giving me a nice rerun of one of my dreams. I think I've got the quote down - 'You want to shut out the pain? It’s the easiest thing in the world. The part of you that cares just goes away, all you have to do is flip the switch and snap!' My dream self is right.
For those who know - Caroline also turns after drinking my blood to heal her, my bitch of an ex killed her. Bonnie set me on fire, and Jeremy and I talked about whittling. I also learned that dopplegangers tend to torture each other, I don't like werewolves, and I gave Elena the Petrova book. She also used me to get it, which goes back to the neck snapping thing.