Happy-Go-Lucky

So I was driving down the street yesterday and just feeling wonderful.  I felt good.  Like so good I was just smiling and stuff.  I felt like one of those girls in those movies where it just goes through one of her days and everything is just perfectly in line and wonderful and she's just smiling like some sort of weirdo.

I mean, school had gone great. I went to get gas and the guy and the cash register told me I had a beautiful smile.  I got $0.10 off each gallon of gas I got. The radio was playing my favorite songs all in a row (which never happens.)  I was headed off to dance class, which is always a good thing. I didn't have any homework.  I had been working in the theater the past few days and got to learn how to use the light board for the first time. My teachers were very proud of my performance in my dance classes at school.  I had a quiz that morning in video design that I felt great about.  I mean everything was just basically PERFECT.

. . . And I'm blonde so that happy-go-lucky look was really totally working for me.  I could've popped straight out of a movie. For real.  And then I realized.. that's always how the movie starts.. and then BAM. The character's world is shattered so you can have some fancy plot-line that interests the reader or viewer.

So now I'm a skeptic.. life can't be all that good, right?

It's like the calm awesomeness before the storm.

I wish I could say.. "my spidey senses are tingling.." but unfortunately I'm not an awesome character out of a movie or book that has any kind of special senses, but I'm on the lookout for disaster so I can avoid it as best I can.

I love being happy-go-lucky!

And on that note.. my spring break last week was wonderful and I'm just the happiest person in the world.

Before dance class.

Alina Lauren.. :)