Happy? Maybe tomorrow

Today I was sitting at the school, falling asleep and suddenly a thought came upon me. I said "that's strange, how happy I am these days, nothing seems to be screwing up!"
Really, today I bought New Moon tickets for me and my two best friends. On Saturday I went to theater to see a comedy called "The Collective Work of William Shakespeare in 120 minutes". I haven't laughed like this for a long time, it was much better than Shakespeare's original plays (we're going through it in the school so I'm getting mad of it)! Three middle-aged balding men performing Teletubbies-romance, Othello-rap or King Lear- hockey match with a crown instead of a hockey puck, it was awesome! And in the end, Hamlet backwards.
On Sunday one of our friends arranged a second-hand clothes sale - everyone brought things he didn't need or want anymore. Of course there was a great pile of utter rubish, but you could find great things if you tried. I got new jeans (Pepe jeans), sweater and coat (Zara), Chanel-like striped T-shirt (H&M naturally) and a corduroy jacket with no brand mark on it.
I feel like I've undone in quite badly when saying all was great. Today my cat got hurt. She fell from a great height when jumping from my brother's arms, which should be quite normal for her. But now it seems that her leg is broken *cry*. My mum took her to vet now.
Now I'm babysitting my little sister and longing for my lovely, soft bed. And hoping my cat will be OK.