Fate

So, unbeknownst to me, a certain someone has been constantly reading my blog. This girl has two eyes, a mouth, a nose, and has already read the one I posted 24 hours ago. Her name is... Katie. And I know she's reading this right now. Hi. Anyway, there's something I've been wanting to talk about for a while now, and knowing that Katie is reading this has convinced me to now post it. So, let's talk about this this called: fate.

About a month ago or so, I did some asking around, and came up with the conclusion that many people believe in fate. Everyone for different reasons. Some just believe in it because it sounds cool, some think that because they've discovered something or someone it's fate, and some have had actual experiences with "fate", or what they think might be "fate". I'm one of those people, but I don't necessarily think it's fate. So, here's my story:

Once upon a time, a little over a year ago, I auditioned for a show. I got a callback, and at these callbacks, we were doing cold reads. So, I got randomly got paired up with the person sitting behind me. She read for the lead, and I read for the other person in the scene, the supporting character. We basically went outside the room, learned each others names, rehearsed a few times, performed, and... The end. Until about four or five months later.

It's the first day of summer camp. I walk in the doors and my friend from school is sitting on the torn-up bench with another girl. Since my friend from school is the only person I know, I sit on the floor in front of them, and start making conversation. I feel like I know the other girl from somewhere, but I can't remember, even after she's told me her name. Eventually, sometime that day, she asks if I was at the callbacks for that show. I say yes, and we both make the connection that we had read together. The next two weeks fly by in a flurry of singing and stretching, and then, camp is over. I have some depression about it, but I I get over it after a while. For the next week or so, I continue to keep in touch with everyone, but eventually it stops. The end. Until about a month or two later.

It's around Thanksgiving, and I do my thing of texting almost every single person on my phone, "Happy Thanksgiving!" I text her, and she sends me back, "I MISS YOU!" Well, okay. Happy Thanksgiving to you as well. But I respond with, "I miss you too!" and it's true, I do. Then she has to go to school and says she'll text me afterwards. So she does. We talk about what we've done since we saw each other last, and a lot about theatre and the new season schedule. Particularly, this group of theatre kids basically that you have to audition for called First Stage Players. We're both gonna audition, blah blah blah, the end. Until a few weeks later.

It's December, and we're seeing each other for the first time since camp. Yay, it's a happy day, except I'm nervous out of my pants (not literally). Her number is pretty early on, and mine is later, so we only talk for a bit before she leaves. Finally, the day comes where we get our calls: and we both made it in. We're overjoyed, and our messages are filled with smiley faces :) and everything. So, our theatre journey starts. This time, it's not "the end, until...". It's still continuing. It's just beginning. It's been a little over a year since we first met each other at that audition (neither of us got in), and now we're both performing side by side (literally) to each other. It only took a year.

I believe that wasn't fate. Everyone was put in our lives for a reason. I can tell that this person was put into my life for a definite reason. I can already give you some that she's shown me. Everyone teaches you something. I can already tell you some things I've learned from her, and I hope she's learned something from me. God puts everyone in our lives for a certain reason, he doesn't leave things up to chance. It wasn't fate that we met. He planned it. He said, "You need someone like her in your life," and made it happen. What we chose to do with it was our decision. She's one of my best friends, and I hope she continues to be for a long time. If not, then at least I've learned what I can, while I had it. I just hope I can have it for longer.