Happiness turns to gray.

Today started out good.
I awoke at a little after six, slightly annoyed because I didn't need to be up for another forty-five minutes at least. But my arm was bothering me so I needed to change positions.
When I was finally awoken by my alarm clock at seven my mood was slightly regretful only because I'd wished I'd gone to bed a little sooner last night.
But as I began to move around and listen to the music playing on my TV I found myself feeling like I needed to try just a little bit harder to look nice today.
I went in to work to find three buses in the parking lot.
One had already ordered.
The other two were in line.
Twas busy from the begining.
But I was happy.
I'd talked to my mom bit on the way in and the converstation had been good, the kind of converstation that made my pinks turn cheek and made me want to giggle.
I was so happy.
I hadn't been this happy at work in so long.
This kind of happy where you can't seem to stop smiling and even the annoying customers aren't /that/ annoying.
The kind of happy where singing in front of like forty complete strangers while they try to order isn't a big deal, and bouncing on the balls of my feet as I go to and from the place we keep hashbrowns seemed perfectly normal.
It was that kind of happy.
But it changed on break.
When mom was telling me how bad things have gotten.
And this sinking feeling started to take over.
And my feelings of joy and light-headedness of the early converstation were harder to hold on to.
So when I got back from break I was still able to be happy, a little more worried, a little less hyper but still happy.
But then when a customer did something wrong, I was a little more annoyed.
And slowly it got worse, I was cussing under my breath again and the migrane slowly started to build.
But this time the pain killers didn't help any.
And anytime anyone asked me what was wrong, I'd smile and try to be happy. But in the end I was always forced to answer with "Migrane."
It sucks.
Such a good mood wasted.
Brian's logged on, but away at the moment.
Haven't got to talk to him yet today.
Dustin got a myspace.
That makes me happy.



XOXO,
Dollface.