just keep repeating over and over 'i don't believe in fate i don't believe in fate i don't believe in fate i don't believe in fate' ok. i can promise you that i don't believe in fate. i think, maybe. ish. things are not predecided. fate does not exist. then why do things keep happening like this? gah. its driving me insane. id like to think that i have control of my life, yes? oh well, im going to go take a shower and go to bed, because wondeful becca lost track of time while talking to a stranger that she seems to know very well, and its almost three in the morning and she needs to go shopping for her PARTY tomorrow. gosh becca. what is WRONG with you. snap out of it.