Of all the things I have done and experienced in my life, chance has been the biggest factor affecting my life. I feel that I would not be the same person I am today if chance had not caused me to meet people or do things I normally would not do. This is why I believe in chance.
By chance, my parents decided to get divorced. It was not my fault, but at the age of six it is hard to believe that it wasn’t. The pain and depression of divorce gave me the chance to reach out to others who were in the same boat as me. I made a lot of friends with divorced parents and instantly made a bond on the sad similarity we shared. While the divorce hurt me, it made me stronger and made my belief in chance stronger.
By chance, I had to move after third grade was finished. Even though I just moved across town, I felt like my whole world had been uprooted and ruined. I still saw my friends on occasion, but as time went on we saw less and less of each other, until we forgot about each other entirely. I felt like a little part of me was lost and I would never be able to fill that gap of lost friends. But it was chance that caused me to realize the grand scheme of things. Chance helped me to understand that life will go on and even though you may loose a connection with friends, you will never loose the memories you had with them.
By chance, I happened to meet Madison Cooley in my freshman year of high school and I could not have asked for a better best friend. She is always there for me ready to go down in burning flames of glory if I get in trouble, she defends me when people talk shit about me, brings me food when I’m sick and I know we will be best friends until the day we die. And it was by chance that we found each other in our freshman biology class. By chance that I mustered up the courage to talk to her and by chance that we became best friends forever.
By chance, the spring before my junior year I got into the advanced drama program at my school. For years I had watched my older brother perform in that program and I knew I wanted to do the some thing. What I had not expected was all the friendships and love I would find by joining the program. Chance had brought me two of the best years of my life and some of the best friends I could ever ask for.
By chance, I got waitlisted at Washington State University. Ever since I settled on wanting to major in communications, I knew Wazzu was the place for me. I felt like I had found the perfect school for me, I had friends there, a roommate already decided, a frat full of boys who I loved like brothers, some connections at sororities and an amazing communications program. It seemed like the perfect fit. Once again chance decided to step in and mess things up. Once I found out about being on the waitlist, I felt like dying. I thought I would not get into Wazzu and I would never have that “perfect” college experience I had spend two years dreaming about. But chance brought me something better. It brought me options. Chance opened my eyes to so many other options I’m starting to reconsider the perfect-ness of Wazzu. Chance has taught me many things; most important being that nothing is or ever will be perfect. While I still have a soft spot for Wazzu, I know chance will point me in the right direction and send me on my way, until it is time for chance to infer once again.