When everything goes right (sort of)

I was walking with my friends to dance today, just like I always do. To get from my school to my studio, which is pretty much across town, you have to walk by the high school, which we also had to do so we could walk with our high school friends. Walking slightly behind them, and listening to them rant about boys and how awkward their lives are, I looked down for a minute, and couldn't believe what I saw. If you had asked me what kind of CD I would expect to find by the high school, I would probably say something like My Chemical Romance, or Guns and Roses. Not Mozart. Not in my school district, where kids I talk to in Spanish class don't know who Bach is. But there he was, peering up at me; just a CD lying in the street, unharmed in pretty much every way. Of course, I picked it up and put it in my pocket, ignoring the comments my friends made about it being "my type of litter", and how geeky it was (they said the same thing when I was all excited about getting new strings). And when I put it in my CD player at home, the music that flowed out of the little machine wasn't just any Mozart, it was my kind of Mozart; the pieces that I have aspired to play for years and years.

I would like to say that the rest of my day was as awesome as this little bit of luck that I found in the street, but I don't think that gods like me that much. I did have a great violin lesson, despite the fact that I was so tired I could collapse, and got my vibrato under such intense control that the pitch doesn't bend too much at all. It was more of the dance lesson before that that did me in, and how much my foot hurt. I literally just fell off a curb when we were in Washington over spring break, and even though it stopped hurting after a few days, going through a whole class of ballet on Monday really brought the injury back. After a pointe class on Tuesday (which I did not do on pointe), it got worse, and doing dance today was just kind of dumb. I guess I just pulled all of the muscles in my foot or something. On the other hand, though, all of the dances for our upcoming show, Jane and the Giant Peach, are coming along great.

And then we started learning about the Potato Famine in school. So I guess my life isn't that bad after all.