boring me transformed

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Have you seen my face or my palm the least?

Fortune tellers... do you believe in that? I guess out of desperation, at some point, I thought that it would be nice to seek the advice of fortune tellers. However, after the last one (I went to 2 by the way), now I have a different point of view. Well, the outcome of going to one falls into 2 categories: the dream on state or the traumatic state.

The dream on state: Fortune teller tells you that you'll have a wonderful life, that you'll be filthy rich, that you'll meet your prince charming soon, you'll live happily ever after and everything in your face is so nice. Nice to hear right? After that, what have you become? You end up expecting what was told. This lead to my dream on state theory.

The traumatic state: Fortune teller tells you that you'll end up an old maid or if not you'll just end up divorcing your husband, that you are a bad luck, and everything in your face should be changed. Isn't that the worst thing you could ever hear? After listening to all those, you'll end up traumatized that is for sure. A CLEAR traumatic state.

After going to two fortune tellers who happen to look at my palm, my face, tarot cards, crystal balls.... I fell on both categories. I'm such a girl just by allowing myself to go to fortune tellers. Well, for one my dad was telling me how crazy I am for going. But now, I am transformed and I am man enough to say that I will face life without people telling me that I would live a tough life. If it's a tough life that I am bound to live, then let it be. I just don't want to worry for the rest of my life how tough my life would be even if it hasn't happened yet. That is the worst thing I can do to myself.

However, I'm not saying it was all bad. It was sort of a reality check too. I realized that instead of taking everything seriously, we can use those advices to improve ourselves. We can't solely rely on what they see because I still believe that we are accountable for more than half of the life we live. But that is just me. I don't know for you....





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