Cheerful Skepticism?

I got myself thinking this morning: is there a limit to how much happiness (luck, etc.) a person or his or her family receives at a given time? I know it's a silly thought, but it is nonetheless, a thought. Not a deep intellectual thought, but I think it's worth mentioning. Incoherent babbling is necessary sometimes. Anyway --

It all started this morning, well for me it was morning. It was actually 12 PM. I woke up to my father and sister expressing their joy as my sister received a letter that confirmed her fate as a nurse. For the past week or so, we both anticipated the mail to arrive; letters from institutions that would seal our future. I'm still awaiting my letters of acceptance (and possibly rejection) from colleges... and it got me thinking -- if I get accepted from the college my choice (UCLA), then wouldn't there be an imbalance of emotions in the world? Maybe my future happiness will disturb the happiness of another person. This is coming from the mentality that not everybody can he happy and that happiness is like a limited edition figurine that not everybody can play with at the same time. Sounds crazy, but if too many good things happen to one family, wouldn't you question its existence and duration? Maybe it's not my time to get what I want. Maybe it's my sisters.

This thought has driven me crazy because it conveys my skeptic side, which I often dislike, mainly because I want to believe in all things that happen in the world. Why is it so hard for me to believe that one family can have everything they ever wanted, no strings attached? It's too surreal for me. Would that make me a cynic? Why can't I just accept the good things that happen to me without lingering thoughts? Not just me, but people in general. Why do we question ever bit of happiness that gets delivered our way overnight without the payment of $14.40?

I should find out before April where I'm going to college. Frat parties here I come. JUST KIDDING. definitely kidding.