Aww. You know, sometimes I just really love people. Sometimes people just do the cutest things, or the nicest things. I just had the greatest day of little things. You know what I mean? When just a bunch of little things happen that all build together to make you happy. I'll describe three little things that happened to me today, and why they were so...special, I guess. 1) I stopped as a gas station with my friend on the way to school this morning to get a coffee. (Well, she got an Icee, but that's besides the point.) For some reason, we both were wearing yellow dresses, but it was just a conincidence. Besides that, my friend and I look nothing alike. She's 5'3, I'm 5'10. She's rather pale, and I get mistaken for Hispanic. I have short dark hair and she has long, almost blonde hair. She wears glasses, and I, well, don't. But while we were in line to buy our respective drinks, this guy tapped her on the arm. She turned around (as did I, to see what he wanted) and he said in this amazingly beautiful African accent, "I have never seen twins this early in the morning before." She laughed, as did he and I. It kind of seems lame, but it was just really cute. He was obviously joking, just ribbing us for apparently matching our clothing, but it really was a cute, observant joke. And his accent was very pretty, rather lilting and unaffected. 2) I'm in an advanced drama class (don't laugh), and it's rather small; just thirteen kids. We're all very close, having gone through at least two years of drama together, being in plays, musicals, and drama club. The class, then, is very lax. Our teacher knows us all very well, because she's the only drama teacher at our school, and we're all so involved in the program. We were all just sitting around, working on our portfolios for a play we're creating, and the teacher was sitting around, painting some scenery. I was sitting with my feet on my friends lap, actually working on a play poster. My teacher got up and went into her office, and we heard the sound of her opening something. She came out of her office and said, "Hey, guys, I thought this bag of chips was individual chips, and I was going to have one...but it's not, it's an entire bag. Would you like to have them? They'll just go bad anyway." So we all dropped our projects (there was only like ten minutes left of class anyway), sat around in a circle, ate potato chips, and talked about funny musical songs. (The first one that came to my mind was Avenue Q's "Everyone's A Little Bit Racist") It was a very simple experience, but also rather poignant. These were people that have, in a way, shaped who I am. They have helped me gain so much confidence and have helped me develop my talent as an actress. And here we were, just hanging around, eating chips, and talking about something very silly. For some reason, I just think I'll remember it for a long time. 3) I went to a cross-country track meet with my friend, which is (in case you don't know) when a bunch of schools get together at one school and race. They had about fifteen schools there, boys and girls JV and Varsity. My friend and I were walking around, admiring the guys. They were all very fit, as you can imagine, and many of them were actually very cute, and they were all wearing short-shorts (a secret like of mine). Then we saw this dog, and he was really adorable, but he looked kind of needy, for some reason. He was looking around like he wished someone would pet him, or something. So we started pretending we were him, and what we would say. So while we were doing this, we happened to pass by these VERY good-looking guys. They were just hanging around my the risers, stretching. So I was "talking" as the dog, and I said, "You...think I'm cute? You think I'm pretty? No one's every called me pretty before!" And one of the hot guys stopped stretching, looked at me and yelled, "You're pretty!" I mean, this one is pretty obvious why it was a nice experience. But then I thought, wait. When was the last time a guy called me pretty instead of hot? True, if he had called me hot it wouldn't have fit in with the joke, but it was still nice. I mean, he didn't have to say that, you know? But he did. Point of this? Well, for one, it allowed me to reflect on my rather special day (which also included a pep rally, getting one of my guy friends to trust me enough to tell me what was bugging him, and making a new (gay! hahah) friend). But it was also for a kind of message: sure, the world can kind of suck. But it doesn't really take a lot to make it better. Try to be like one of these people; the guy in the gas station, my teacher and fellow drama students, the cross-country runner. They didn't have to say or do anything, but they did. And it made my life just that little bit better.