Sorry, my computer has been being an absolute bastard. I wrote this 2 weeks ago.
Sorry I haven't written anything these last few weeks, I had exams on 8 consecutive school days. Two left now, and I have until Friday to cram and stuff. Then I'm free!
Since I was last here? Nothing much really. I'm reading the Belgariad again, I thoroughly reccomend it if you haven't read it. David Eddings, he's a dude. And lots of cool websites. I'll put some of them up on Thing when I finally update that poor neglected site.
The world is cooler than you think, even if the soundtrack is a bit disappointing.
But today I'm going to talk about something that happened while I was on the til in the shop, at about half four yesterday. After she had bought three African dresses, I got talking to this lady. She had already mentioned to another lady that she was 63, and she was doing pretty well for it. She complimented me on my folding and asked what I wanted to do as a career. Honestly, I have no idea, so I just said rock sciences. She asked me my birthday, then, with a distant look in her eye, told me that I ought to be doing something with money or computers. She told me that I liked the arts, in particular dancing, and that my personsl standards are too high. She said I shouldn't be confined by the limitations of my siblings before me, and that I should keep climbing until I reach a peak of my own choosing. She said I ought to be in command, and be known. She said I ought to write, but not be confined in a corner, because that would just make me depressed. That was why I shouldn't do science, because that would just bore me, and I need to be around people. She thought that handling money would a vital part of my career, and that I should maybe do something with management. She suggested the fruad squad, because I want to help people and that would give me a chance to use my monetary skills. She said I would marry a capricorn, or maybe a virgo. It was pretty damned scary to be studied quite accurately by a small woman I had never met before.
To bactrack: I'm predicted a quite good grade in maths, I took IT and music as my options, I have dance lessons, I'm the youngest of four, I make up stories for the children I babysit, I don't like being alone for too long, which can be seen by the amount of text messages I've been sending during study leave, and I've always wanted to help people. I know some of these, especially the last two, are quite general and felt by a lot of people, but the whole analysis was startlingly true. I think the only thing that was particularly innaccurate was about money - I hate money, and would lock all mine up in a bank if I had any, and then trade in barter. But she told me all this just by me saying I'm a taurus, and it was detailed rather than just generalisations.
I don't read horoscopes, I've always seen them as cobblers. It is impossible for the entire world to be split into 12 categories and behave that way all their life. Millions of people are not going to experience the same problems in the same ways purely because they were born in the same month. They are always written really vague and open, like 'You will have bad luck today'. Well no one ever has a perfect day! Planets and stars seem too far away to have an effect on us, and I can't think of the last time I got anything useful from astrology. But that's what this was - a horoscope kind of thing. Was it that this woman, who had travelled so far and met so many people, could tell what kind of a person I am from my star sign alone, or am I just plain obvious? I do have a bit of an honesty issue, I wear my moods like I wear hats: bright and noticable, and I make a point of sharing my grief sometimes. Most of the fortunes I've ever had from Mari came from the books she reads about star signs, and bore no resemblance to my personality in the slightest. Is astrology learned from life and not books? I got the feeling that this woman had learned from something a bit more involved than a book, because you can't learn everything from books, and you can't know a person just from their birthday. There was something very rare about this lady, Agnes, but I think I'll remember what she said, because she could tell a lot about me without me telling her a single thing.
