A Happy Disposition

What an interesting week it's been.

-i made and broke lent.
-i failed yet another math quiz
-3 people fell asleep on my bed
-vermillion concert
-i watched a free concert
-stayed up until 6 Thursday night
-became obsessed with the Mulberry Alexa bag in nude Adrienne showed me
-received my new prescription Ray Ban sunglasses
-got a spontaneous visit from my parents
-had boba
-temporarily revisited my journal

I've discovered that i have the most things to blog about on Wednesdays. I've also discovered that number theory lecture is the best time to brainstorm topics for my blog. What i need is to sit in number theory with a laptop ready to type away into my vivid and vast imagination. Wednesdays are also my adventure days where i wander into the university towne center, textbook in hand and wallet vulnerable. I would then browse around Trader Joes or the little Tokyo shop and meet fascinating people milling around everywhere. For example, this last wednesdays, when i made a visit to taco bell (and stupidly ordered a gastronomically unsound burrito), i met two screeching little blond girls. Their mother looked tired but still beautiful. I felt like she could've been the prom queen at her high school and the leader a.k.a queen B of "the popular crowd". She was probably the one everyone envied and the one everyone anticipated with baited breath would stumble publicly and be humiliated forever. She was one of those people whose classmates figured would probably go crazy in college where she'd be away from whatever dominant figure or expected reputation that held her wild side back in high school. They would then in satisfaction, be proven right when pictures of her drunken state appeared on the "where have THEY been, the class of 1994?" site.

But not blond babies mommy. She was here in taco bell purchasing cheese quesos for her two daughters and not screwing up her life.

But what do i know? what if she was knocked up and out popped blond baby number 1? I'd like to think the best in people.

Then i came across cashier boy while i was purchasing my container of cucumbers, shredded cheese and organic flour tortillas.

"HELLLOOOOO!" says cashier boy. In his enthusiasm, he tosses the organic flour tortillas about 6 feet up into the air allowing it to make approximately 9 completely revolutions before it comes straight back down into his hand. I excitedly greet him back.

"why hello, how are you today?"
"fantastic!!"

He flips the quarter i hand to him into the air. As if i needed to ask. Cashier boy is always happy and always flipping things into the air. I've seen him before. His happy disposition draws people and in my opinion, we need more Cashier boys in this world. He handed me some change in cash and proceeded to flip a brown paper bag into the air. After he catches it perfectly, shoves all of of my groceries in, and hands the bag to me, he wishes me a happy day. When i walk out of Trader Joe's, the weather is sunny outside and it feels like summer.

My week became better. Love everything around you this week!

Peace.