Today was a good day.
No jealousy, no scorn, no sadness at being single (why ruin a holiday when it’s alright to eat tons of chocolate?), just… happiness at life. Happiness at other people’s happiness. Happiness at my own.
I woke up this morning calmly to Grace’s awesomely cute text about bento-making, cheered Megan on in preparation for her midterm, ate a bagel smothered elegantly with Nutella, danced alone to Some Nights, called my grandmother to tell her I love her, posted silly Adventure Time valentines on my sister’s walls, and absorbed all the dorkiness paired with romance that graced my Tumblr dashboard.
I wore a headband with my hair down for a bit, ‘cause, hey, I didn’t have to go into lab today and worry about destruction, but later I put my hair up anyway ‘cause it was a wonderfully sunny day and the hair on my head is thick and traps heat like no other sweater I could wrap around my head like a turban.
Sunshine, sunshine sunshine.
Snapple Peach Tea before chemistry, the lovely unfolding of reasoning for equations and for why things turn out the way they do in equilibriums within aqueous solutions, giggling like children when a sudden “Friggin” came from Professor Head’s mouth while he was examining the mistaken information he had written on the board, and charming sarcasm about the fun of chemistry.
Spanish was over before I knew it had started.
I ran into a daydreaming Renee and said something I didn’t really mean in Japanese because I didn’t understand what I was saying. Then I was brave for once and went in and consulted my chemistry TA about the data for the lab report that’s due tomorrow. The feeling of progress and improved understanding.
A change of perspective about someone’s other half, genuine happiness at couples together, Campus Center’s Valentine’s Day offerings, seeing the attempts at love and romance or perhaps just camaraderie, lunch and laughter with Alyssa, Kelly, Kenny, and Leo…
Fun., an energizing coffee bubble drink from Ba-Le, a silly Valentine’s email from my mother, and a short meeting seeing familiar faces, people who remember my name, and sharing collective humorous stories of Valentines and life before getting down to business.
And now, delicious cheesecake truffles from Chelsea.
Yeah, I’m happy.