October 21, 2007
The rejection I suffered at the hands of Kevin (wow, that sounded overly dramatic) lead me to someone else far better. Around eight months after the rejection, I was circling around the high school in a daze, trying to find the right one. I knew he was out there, but why wasn't I finding him? I prayed for this guy and I wished for him on the candles of my birthday cake (I was turning 16). Sure enough, exactly six months after my first, fantastical, childish prayer, it came to pass and I found The Right One. It amazes me.