Dr. Who

I'm sad.
Very. Very. Sad.
Do you know why?
My sister went to Comic Con.
And Matt Smith was there. The Doctor.
Dr. Who.
THE main character of my favorite show of ALL TIME. ALL TIME.
When I heard this my brain near exploded. I couldn't believe my ears and the fact that my sister was going.
And you know what?
She loves me and decided to take my Doctor Who TARDIS shoes with her.

So all week I've been super excited hoping she would get them signed. Hoping she would come back and I could basically worship these shoes.
. Well not exactly but you get my drift.
 This morning I woke up and texted her freaking out that TODAY was the day. TODAY my shoes would become so incredible that I might just not ever wear them again. TODAY my life would be basically made. She warned me she may not be able to get into the panel and that people had been camped out overnight but my hopes were so high I couldn't help but ignore her warnings.
 The excitement just kept growing and growing.
My anticipation was so high my heart nearly beat out of my chest.
Seriously, my life=made
But instead... I'm sad.
Instead my shoes are coming home without any new pen marks.
My shoes.. well they're still pretty cool but...They didn't get signed.
And I am sad.
I love you Dr. Who, but you brought a little sadness to my life today.