I’m usually a non-believer, but I believe in signs and fate. Things happen for a reason, right?
I was totally looking forward to this weekend because it really was the first time that all of us as a group went out. I had high expectations for just about everything.
I think the ultimate sign that things just weren’t supposed to be is my wish necklace. I was feeling so optimistic that night that I scribbled a wish and tucked it inside the little metal egg I wear around my neck. Funny how minutes after That Moment That Will Be Repressed, I reached for my necklace only to find the egg hanging open.
My wish was lost somewhere between my room and the dance floor. Guess that wish isn’t coming true after all.