Blog #1. Fate

“FATE”

Let it be known that before this story begins that I am not one for directions. By this, it would be an understatement for me to say that I get lost just driving across the street to the grocery store. With this in mind, my story all begins on one warm Arizona autumn night. After attempting to make our latest you tube video ‘Attack of the Killer Kitten’, which turned out to be a major flop, my friends and I all were starved and all had major writer’s block so we couldn’t even think of where to eat. This marks the beginning of my amazing adventure. Driving down Mill we saw all of the same old restaurant, none of them sounded appetizing at all.
“Dennys?” I was calling out random restaurants as we drove by, only getting grumbles in reply. “Fine! I’ll keep driving then,” I said angrily, being the only person once again to give suggestions. Driving around seemed to take forever and every restaurant we passed by got shot down. I saw the same restaurants on ever street corner, the same boring food we have had week after week, in return we were getting a bit discouraged.
“Maybe we should just turn around and order pizza,” Alyssa said, bored and irritable.
“No! We have already used all of Blake’s gas, what is the point of turning around?” Nate said now hungry and now grumpy, his love for food would soon over take his body in a fit of rage if we didn‘t feed him soon.
“I say we just stop at the next p….”. Tom couldn’t finish the sentence before a booming noise interrupted him. It seems that I had neglected to change my cars tires and one had blown on us in the middle of our journey. Like usual whenever something bad happens every time I drive, everyone freaked out yelling at me to pull over. As I followed their order and moved into the next parking lot available, I soon realized that some how with all of my directional skills had some how drove almost back to our dorms and ended up in the parking lot of IHOP.
“Well I guess this will do…” Barker said with a rather content sound in his voice, the four of us agreed and went inside. I don’t know what factors contributed to this meal, but it was honestly the best food run we have ever had. Everything was just cooked to perfection. Ever since this fateful trip, we have made it tradition that before we part ways in the beginning and in the end of each semester we make an IHOP run to celebrate. It seemed like fate was with us that night, and this is a story I’ll never forget.