This weeks entry implied that I should embrace a simple life, suggesting less is more. I defeated my horoscope last week. I finally looked into its non-existent eyes , ignored its authority, and led the most wild life style. Lindsay Lohan would be sooo jealous of my sick behaviour! I forced drugs into the orifices' of individuals who denied me access to their areas (their basements you pervert!), I performed disgusting acts with tramps and animals (these acts included cuddles- again you are so repulsive for thinking that- if Freud was still alive I would advise you to see him), and took some inspiration from Ke$ha and brushed my teeth on a daily basis, with a bottle of Jack Daniels. That last part was true...
Let's cut to the chase-time to get down to business. (I enjoyed my use of cliche phrases there, I am becoming quite the writer).
By the way, did I ever tell you that I put the BUS in business? No, probably not, I just always wanted to put the "word" in another "word"...Sorry.
10/07/2011
Under no circumstances push yourself too hard this week, even when doing things you rather enjoy. The full approaching Full Moon warns in no uncertain terms that you must take better care of your health. No matter how ambitious a Leo you may be, if you take on too much over the next few days you will regret it. Be kind to yourself.
The one thing that I enjoy the most in life is socialising. I would say that I have an alright social life, pretty average actually, I interact with approximately thirteen friends on a good day. However, this number plumbets to twelve on a good day. It's such a shame, most of these "friends" are strangers who I pay to walk alongside me whilst I carry out my chores. Therefore, I was greatly saddended when this weeks horoscope informed me that I should not push myself too much with the things I enjoy. Sounds to me like my horoscope was telling me that I should have been a bored recluse last week, as the only thing I enjoy in life is chilling with friends. Nontheless, I am grateful for this advise, I have needed permission to be a lazy hermit for quite some time. I just never thought it was socially acceptable to ignore everyone in my life, especially the people I don't know.
Surely, my horoscope should have advised me to avoid the things that I do not enjoy? I don't think I can push myself too much with hanging out with friends (as they are all very dull individuals), unless my friends were planning on consecutively pushing me over, which would injure me...if I didn't have abs of steel!! For future reference, I advise my horoscope to advise me to avoid the things I do not enjoy. It should have told me to avoid my hospital appointment. Last Wednesday, I woke up to go to the hospital, waited two hours, in order for the doctor to consistently inform me of his name, "My name is Andreas, my name is Andreas, my name is Andreas, My name is Andreas". "Sorry, what was your name? I didn't quite catch that!" Then, as fast as you can say ABRACADABRA he told me that my broken ankle was fixed. I wasn't expecting that diagnosis, considering my ankle had six weeks to heal, and the healing time had terminated...I will never get those two hours back. Did my horoscope mention something about my health? That's right you must take better care of your health. I think my horoscope should have said, " you must take better care of your time". Thanks for the tip doctor, you must have gone to the same med school as ANDREAS.
You must take better care of your health. I have been running lately. Is that a healthy activity, which promotes good health? Oh, but then this weeks entry told me that I shouldn't push myself too much. How much healthy activity is enough for my health?My horoscope is a stationary contradiction. I believe this suggests I should run, but not to the point that my hips hurt, knees lock, and muscles ache. Uh-Oh It's too late now. My hips did hurt, my knees did lock and muscles did ache last week. I really regret exercising last week. Running three times last week has to be one of my greatest regrets in life, seeing as my broken ankle is no longer broken. Maybe I would have regretted it more if my ankle was still broken...
No matter how ambitious a Leo you may be, if you take on too much over the next few days you will regret it. They say you regret the things you don't do, not the things that you do do. If I never regret anything, how am I supposed to learn. I guess my horoscope, is trying to protect me whilst resurrecting the sheltered life my mother forced upon me as a teenager. Last week, I went to a private gallery viewing which has enabled me to make contacts for future work experience. If I listened to last weeks entry when it was published I would have taken it very seriously, and I would have not attended the viewing, as I would not have wanted to face the consequences of pushing myself into new opportunities. It's a shame I have ambitions. Additionally, I shouldn't be revising for my exams in August , as I need to shove everything in my head the night before. I will regret revising at a steady pace much more than cramming my head. Oh, and I really regret going out for my friends 21st Birthday , who lives an hour away from home, and going to my part time job the next day. My friend will be 21 forever, yet my weekend job is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I am so stupid. I suppose I had best listen to Robbie Williams "No Regrets" to cushion my mental turmoil.
The kindest thing I did to myself last week was ignore this horoscope, and regard it retrospectively. Oh, wait, I do that everyweek. DAMN!! My life sucks...
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Monday, 11 July 2011
The Lion Needs to Mingle with the King of the Pride.
This week my horoscope has informed me that I need to let important people know that I am alive. Should I phone up the prime minister and let him know I am still walking on this planet? I am sure it will help him sleep better at night, afterall he has recently been highly concerned about my existence.
I am already becoming rather disheartened with my horoscope entries,( although I have been since the start of this blog...sssh, don't tell anyone) simply because nothing exciting is being predicted for me. However, this could simply be a reflection of my boring life. I am not doing anything which oozes a vast amount of excitement, in order to distract myself from wanting to anaylse the mundane predicitions of my horoscope, on a weekly basis. On the other hand, I could be furious at the notion that my horoscope is not representing my constant desires to live a life fufilled with extreme sports, and other activities which promote adrenaline pumping times. I would like to believe that the latter was factual...
Now back to the good part.
The Lion's entry, once more, for the week commencing 03/07/2011
If you thrust yourself forward this week, if you make sure that powerful people know you exist, you might just be rewarded with a powerful promotion. Even if that does not happen, you will atleast get your name recognised, and then it can only be a matter of time before bigger and better offers come your way.
If I did not access this weeks horoscope, with the past in mind, I would cry excessive amounts of rivers. It would have left me feeling like a failure, as I come to realise I am unable to access the life of which I dream. I often desire "powerful people" to promote me, as a twenty year old student who works part time as a waitress...It's doubtful that the managers of the future industries , of which I desire to be employed by, will keep me in mind for employment by the time I graduate if I keep sending them photos of me and my dog. I suppose I had better work on my tactics.
Nonetheless, there has potentially been a morsal of truth in this weeks entry. HAZARR!! Last week, I was very proactive, productive and...pretty (I was trying to get a list of three together, alongside some alliteration, for lingusitic effects). If you thrust yourself forward this week, if you make sure that powerful people know you exist, you might just be rewarded with a powerful promotion. I was supposed to be volunteering at a gallery last wednesday, which I did execute, although due to my subconscious eagerness I almost attended an additional session on the Monday. Monday morning- I awoke at 7.00am in order to hit the train for 8.30, so I could hit the the destination 40 minutes away from home, to ensure I hit the gallery for 9.45am. I arrived at my destination on time, had a celebratory wee, and then checked my rota to ensure I was in on monday. My rota said to me, "Oh Hi Liz, you are most enthusiastic! You are not volunteering until Wednesday". This made me want to hit myself. I wanted to rip up the rota like the hulk, as I felt it had decieved me like a bad person in a Shakespeare play. Then, I desired to burst into a solioquy about how I had actually decieved myself... I should have gone to the gallery regardless of my extreme punctuality, if we are to study my horoscope ,as I could have left a wonderful first impression and been instantaneously promoted. However, I was in dreamland , thought ,"sod that" and decided to hop on the train home. If we put this into context of my horoscope, I almost thrusted myself forward that week.
if you make sure that powerful people know you exist. I sent around six emails, regarding work experience in galleries, two got back to me. Some people must really like the photos of me and my dog which I am sending out. Can't say I blame them, my dog is an attractive canine. Here, I feel that the horoscope has encouraged me to do well. However, as I am regarding this entry in hindsight, I cannot support it's encouraging behaviour, as I have been productive upon my own accord. If the if was not included in the statement, and the horoscope said, "you will make sure..." then I would have greater faith in this entry, as it would have predicted my future, and I could regard it as evidence that there is an oracle out there. However, that poorly scheduled if makes the horoscope seem too indecisive. It almost doubts itself about what will happen in my future, so it provides me with possibilities so it can cover its' back incase something does, or does not happen.
Even if that does not happen, you will atleast get your name recognised, and then it can only be a matter of time before bigger and better offers come your way. Sadly, one of the galleries declined my application, as they currently have no vacancies. But they ensured me that they will keep me on file.This supports the horoscope's entry, as they have an email which has been signed with my name. Everyone recognises the name Elizabeth, even if it is just because it's the Queen's name and not actually my name... I will probably harass them again, in order to ensure they remember my name, and have me stomping around their vicinity in no time. Otherwise, I could be the best thing they never had-que Beyonce. On the other hand, the second gallery have offered me a little bit of experience,and invited me to an opening night. Maybe the the first rejection, is an indication that the second response provides a bigger and better offer. Could my horoscope be telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth for once? Nah, it's probably my own productive self that has openened up a few windows of opportunities.
Just before I seem that I am supporting this week's entry all lovingly like a deranged lady encouraging her son to eat screws for breakfast, there was a second if in the opening quotation (see above). It seems like I was not supposed to be promoted afterall. My horoscope just does not seem to want to support me!! The horoscope of the lion sits on a throne of lies. Now where is the Lion's pride in that?! Beyonce is more supportive of me then my own horoscope- she encourages me to be an independent lady. Whereas my horoscope lives me feeling sensitive and vulnerable.
I am already becoming rather disheartened with my horoscope entries,( although I have been since the start of this blog...sssh, don't tell anyone) simply because nothing exciting is being predicted for me. However, this could simply be a reflection of my boring life. I am not doing anything which oozes a vast amount of excitement, in order to distract myself from wanting to anaylse the mundane predicitions of my horoscope, on a weekly basis. On the other hand, I could be furious at the notion that my horoscope is not representing my constant desires to live a life fufilled with extreme sports, and other activities which promote adrenaline pumping times. I would like to believe that the latter was factual...
Now back to the good part.
The Lion's entry, once more, for the week commencing 03/07/2011
If you thrust yourself forward this week, if you make sure that powerful people know you exist, you might just be rewarded with a powerful promotion. Even if that does not happen, you will atleast get your name recognised, and then it can only be a matter of time before bigger and better offers come your way.
If I did not access this weeks horoscope, with the past in mind, I would cry excessive amounts of rivers. It would have left me feeling like a failure, as I come to realise I am unable to access the life of which I dream. I often desire "powerful people" to promote me, as a twenty year old student who works part time as a waitress...It's doubtful that the managers of the future industries , of which I desire to be employed by, will keep me in mind for employment by the time I graduate if I keep sending them photos of me and my dog. I suppose I had better work on my tactics.
Nonetheless, there has potentially been a morsal of truth in this weeks entry. HAZARR!! Last week, I was very proactive, productive and...pretty (I was trying to get a list of three together, alongside some alliteration, for lingusitic effects). If you thrust yourself forward this week, if you make sure that powerful people know you exist, you might just be rewarded with a powerful promotion. I was supposed to be volunteering at a gallery last wednesday, which I did execute, although due to my subconscious eagerness I almost attended an additional session on the Monday. Monday morning- I awoke at 7.00am in order to hit the train for 8.30, so I could hit the the destination 40 minutes away from home, to ensure I hit the gallery for 9.45am. I arrived at my destination on time, had a celebratory wee, and then checked my rota to ensure I was in on monday. My rota said to me, "Oh Hi Liz, you are most enthusiastic! You are not volunteering until Wednesday". This made me want to hit myself. I wanted to rip up the rota like the hulk, as I felt it had decieved me like a bad person in a Shakespeare play. Then, I desired to burst into a solioquy about how I had actually decieved myself... I should have gone to the gallery regardless of my extreme punctuality, if we are to study my horoscope ,as I could have left a wonderful first impression and been instantaneously promoted. However, I was in dreamland , thought ,"sod that" and decided to hop on the train home. If we put this into context of my horoscope, I almost thrusted myself forward that week.
if you make sure that powerful people know you exist. I sent around six emails, regarding work experience in galleries, two got back to me. Some people must really like the photos of me and my dog which I am sending out. Can't say I blame them, my dog is an attractive canine. Here, I feel that the horoscope has encouraged me to do well. However, as I am regarding this entry in hindsight, I cannot support it's encouraging behaviour, as I have been productive upon my own accord. If the if was not included in the statement, and the horoscope said, "you will make sure..." then I would have greater faith in this entry, as it would have predicted my future, and I could regard it as evidence that there is an oracle out there. However, that poorly scheduled if makes the horoscope seem too indecisive. It almost doubts itself about what will happen in my future, so it provides me with possibilities so it can cover its' back incase something does, or does not happen.
Even if that does not happen, you will atleast get your name recognised, and then it can only be a matter of time before bigger and better offers come your way. Sadly, one of the galleries declined my application, as they currently have no vacancies. But they ensured me that they will keep me on file.This supports the horoscope's entry, as they have an email which has been signed with my name. Everyone recognises the name Elizabeth, even if it is just because it's the Queen's name and not actually my name... I will probably harass them again, in order to ensure they remember my name, and have me stomping around their vicinity in no time. Otherwise, I could be the best thing they never had-que Beyonce. On the other hand, the second gallery have offered me a little bit of experience,and invited me to an opening night. Maybe the the first rejection, is an indication that the second response provides a bigger and better offer. Could my horoscope be telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth for once? Nah, it's probably my own productive self that has openened up a few windows of opportunities.
Just before I seem that I am supporting this week's entry all lovingly like a deranged lady encouraging her son to eat screws for breakfast, there was a second if in the opening quotation (see above). It seems like I was not supposed to be promoted afterall. My horoscope just does not seem to want to support me!! The horoscope of the lion sits on a throne of lies. Now where is the Lion's pride in that?! Beyonce is more supportive of me then my own horoscope- she encourages me to be an independent lady. Whereas my horoscope lives me feeling sensitive and vulnerable.
Saturday, 2 July 2011
My horoscope only encourages me to think.
Just taken a quick ganders at my horoscope , from the previous week, and I am disappointed. I am as disappointed as a child (or adult for that matter) when they get their chops around a big fat icecream cone ,and the icecream decides to end its life , choosing a destiny where it will be surrounded by ants. That's my horoscope right there! My horoscope is a gigantic infestation of ants. To put it simply, and cut it short without any further exaggerations, last week's entry promotes depression for the courageous lion.
This week's entry, once again, encourages me to think about life. In 50 weeks time, I will fester in thoughts about this blog, and wish I had actually stayed devoted to a hobby when I was younger, and never even thought of creating this sodding blog!! I might as well give up!! I can already see into my own future, or is that my horoscope manipulating me to think this way?
Here we go again...
26/06/2011
Nothing will be quite as it seems this week, so even if you know what's going on, you are advised not to make any long term desicisons because they are unlikely to last beyond the end of the week. Wait until Mercury, planet of the mind, enters your birth sign on saturday: then your eyes will open.
Okay, so I lied about my horoscope telling me to think last week. However, it does indirectly hint at thought processes ... I cannot find any quotes to prove this. Okay, so I admit that I am probably feeling bitter about the fact that the above entry was too poetic, and cannot be anaylsed to the extent which I desire.
Let's break it down again, shall we??
Apparantly this week I have been living in the land of make believe and "nothing" was "quite as it seemed", and even if i knew what was "going on", "long term" plans would not last "beyond the end of the week". I might be a little criticial in what I am about to say (or write-depending on how predantic you are) but, long term plans are not set on a weekly basis. Long-term plans occur accross a few years. Therefore, I cannot take this entry seriously, as it does not make sense...I know I took that a bit too literally, but you have to admit, that's a rather mystical description, right? At what point was I making the plans? What were these plans? It would be nice to have a little bit more input ,so I could actually applaud the brilliance of this horoscope. On second thoughts, I did not make any life-changing plans this week. Horoscope - you are wrong! Unless these plans invovle the blog once more, and my horoscope is sending me subliminal messages to stop writing...naaaah.
Liz-1
Horoscope-0
Additionally, I am never clued up. I do not understand what exactly "seemed" to be occuring this week. I never "know what's going on" in peoples lives. Maybe, this entry just gives me a general overview of my clumsy nature, helping me come to terms with my ditzyness.( I am not defending the horoscope here- it hasn't commited to it's weekly duty- general life summary does not count!). Also, people tell me on a daily basis that I am a dope, so I'm pretty self aware. In all seriousness though, "nothing" is what is seems. I don't really want to get too deep but we all have different perceptions of things, and hear'say tends to be innaccurate,so our view on life can be distorted from time to time. However, this week wasn't really one of those moments in life. This week, I would have been clued-up at a game of cludeo. I wasn't convincing myself I was rich, I wasn't convincing myself I was successful, and I wasn't convincing myself I was a man with gigantic schlong. Although, I would like to be a man for a day...
Today is saturday. Saturday is "Mercury" day. I don't really know what Mercury entails, but it invloves the "mind",and I will accept it. I am presuming something groundbreaking was meant to happen today, involving plans, and the seemingness of life. However, today I simply sent emails to do with voluntary work in galleries. Unless, these galleries end up contacting me with an internship for the following year after applying today, then I will remain cyncial towards this entry.
In hindsight, my horoscope for the 19/06/2011 said I would be thinking that week, so maybe this week I was supposed to be more proactive?? But, I am not sure if sending out five emails in two hours counts as a "doing" activity for the week...Oooh ooh, just remembered my ankle cast came off this week though, so I can do more now. Don't know how that slipped my mind, like slipping on a banana skin. Awful pun intended. There is ,seemingly, light at the end of the tunnel. Or is that just an abundence of glow worms hanging out at a dead end ,luring me into a false sense of security?
I am starting to think this horoscope stuff is for uberly gullible people,and people who want to adapt their lives to text which creates an allure of destiny. All of this "go fourth and think" malaracky is probably a subliminal message from the actual horoscope ,telling those who believe this stuff to think about getting lives, instead of waiting around for the hollow predicitions to come true.
This week's entry, once again, encourages me to think about life. In 50 weeks time, I will fester in thoughts about this blog, and wish I had actually stayed devoted to a hobby when I was younger, and never even thought of creating this sodding blog!! I might as well give up!! I can already see into my own future, or is that my horoscope manipulating me to think this way?
Here we go again...
26/06/2011
Nothing will be quite as it seems this week, so even if you know what's going on, you are advised not to make any long term desicisons because they are unlikely to last beyond the end of the week. Wait until Mercury, planet of the mind, enters your birth sign on saturday: then your eyes will open.
Okay, so I lied about my horoscope telling me to think last week. However, it does indirectly hint at thought processes ... I cannot find any quotes to prove this. Okay, so I admit that I am probably feeling bitter about the fact that the above entry was too poetic, and cannot be anaylsed to the extent which I desire.
Let's break it down again, shall we??
Apparantly this week I have been living in the land of make believe and "nothing" was "quite as it seemed", and even if i knew what was "going on", "long term" plans would not last "beyond the end of the week". I might be a little criticial in what I am about to say (or write-depending on how predantic you are) but, long term plans are not set on a weekly basis. Long-term plans occur accross a few years. Therefore, I cannot take this entry seriously, as it does not make sense...I know I took that a bit too literally, but you have to admit, that's a rather mystical description, right? At what point was I making the plans? What were these plans? It would be nice to have a little bit more input ,so I could actually applaud the brilliance of this horoscope. On second thoughts, I did not make any life-changing plans this week. Horoscope - you are wrong! Unless these plans invovle the blog once more, and my horoscope is sending me subliminal messages to stop writing...naaaah.
Liz-1
Horoscope-0
Additionally, I am never clued up. I do not understand what exactly "seemed" to be occuring this week. I never "know what's going on" in peoples lives. Maybe, this entry just gives me a general overview of my clumsy nature, helping me come to terms with my ditzyness.( I am not defending the horoscope here- it hasn't commited to it's weekly duty- general life summary does not count!). Also, people tell me on a daily basis that I am a dope, so I'm pretty self aware. In all seriousness though, "nothing" is what is seems. I don't really want to get too deep but we all have different perceptions of things, and hear'say tends to be innaccurate,so our view on life can be distorted from time to time. However, this week wasn't really one of those moments in life. This week, I would have been clued-up at a game of cludeo. I wasn't convincing myself I was rich, I wasn't convincing myself I was successful, and I wasn't convincing myself I was a man with gigantic schlong. Although, I would like to be a man for a day...
Today is saturday. Saturday is "Mercury" day. I don't really know what Mercury entails, but it invloves the "mind",and I will accept it. I am presuming something groundbreaking was meant to happen today, involving plans, and the seemingness of life. However, today I simply sent emails to do with voluntary work in galleries. Unless, these galleries end up contacting me with an internship for the following year after applying today, then I will remain cyncial towards this entry.
In hindsight, my horoscope for the 19/06/2011 said I would be thinking that week, so maybe this week I was supposed to be more proactive?? But, I am not sure if sending out five emails in two hours counts as a "doing" activity for the week...Oooh ooh, just remembered my ankle cast came off this week though, so I can do more now. Don't know how that slipped my mind, like slipping on a banana skin. Awful pun intended. There is ,seemingly, light at the end of the tunnel. Or is that just an abundence of glow worms hanging out at a dead end ,luring me into a false sense of security?
I am starting to think this horoscope stuff is for uberly gullible people,and people who want to adapt their lives to text which creates an allure of destiny. All of this "go fourth and think" malaracky is probably a subliminal message from the actual horoscope ,telling those who believe this stuff to think about getting lives, instead of waiting around for the hollow predicitions to come true.
Monday, 27 June 2011
First Vison of Cynicism
Today is the grand launch of my blog dedicated to horoscope analysis. TARDARRRRR!! I hope to be the envy of mystic meg this time next year...I already have a fringe, and my mom has black hair, so we're practically all the same person in our visions of the future. Although, I am really aiming to scruntizie the powers destiny associated with the solar system- I don't wish to gaze into a crystal ball and predict my future. Therefore, I want to be mystic meg's enemy, the chalk to her cheese in some form of fashion.
Yesterday I read my horoscope, for the week commencing 19/06/2011. As I previously stated, I am regarding these readings in a retrospective manner, in order to confirm/deny any sense truth that they may possess.
This is what was written under the Lion-ROAR.
Leo
The sun enters the most sensitive area of your chart this week, so don't be suprised if your get-up and-go gets up and walks out of the door. This is, however, an important time of year for you because what you decide in the days ahead will form the basis of your reality for the next 12 months. It's a time or thinking not doing.
The notion I am physically unable to "get up and go" right now, due to a broken ankle, suggests this entry seems highly accurate, demonstrating that horoscopes predict our future. Job done. No more effort needed for this week-got off to a good start...I am being sarcastic by the by, just incase someone thought I was as naive as a child in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. The quote which I quoted, demonstrates the flexibility of horoscopes, and how one can mould their personal experiences to fit a little bit of writing ,due to the notion some of us are crazy enough to believe in the magical essence of destiny.
In regards to the fact that my current decisions are going to base my reality for the next 12 months, could potentially be something to do with this blog... I will post each blog on "Twitter" and everyone in the world will read my entries, then a film will be made out of my blogs, then I will become famous and meet the Queen because of my blogs, take over the world and eat a slug. Okay, so none of that will really happen...apart from the slug part. Hmmm... In "reality" we all day dream and try and set targets for the "next 12 months", it stops everyday life from being boring. I cannot really think of anything which happened last week that heavily inspired me to face reality for the up and coming year...I got accepted to help volunteer at a gallery, maybe that will promote future gallery prospects? Although, previous gallery experience helped me acheive that position, allowing a snowball of experience to develop...I am already a sceptic.
It's a time for thinking, not doing. I am an individual, who is a student, with a broken ankle. Somebody might want to connect the dots with this one (I haven't been able to do anything, or anyone...). It's so reasurring that this entry has been able to consolidate and comfort me during my current disabilty, really pushing me to think to the limit, so that I aspire to transform into an emo. Afterall, I have been thinking about being an emo for quite some time, maybe this week I will become an emo. I feel like I should marry this entry, it knows me so well... Again, we all think, it is impossible not to think. You should try not to think, it is impossible not to think. It is impossible not to think. It's harder to do, then it is to think. Thanks horoscope for being so encouraging!!
The quote It's a time for thinking, not doing is only a tiny bit vauge. It doesn't consider to explain exactly what us Lions were aiming to "do" last we. Were we thinking about doing housework? Were we thinking about doing some bangtidy person? Or were we just thinking about stuff which we were not supposed to do , because the solar system says the time wasn't right?? It would be nice if the horoscope could have been a gentlemen and specifically informed me about what these thoughts entailed, as those thoughts probably enter my head on a daily basis. In hindsight, I was thinking about cleaning the flat last week, and I did clean it today. Therefore, maybe I have simply regarded that quote as evidence which justifies my laziness.
To sum up, this week I haven't really been able to cuddle my horoscope entry. We haven't really made a connection ,in order to prove my destiny, yet. It was a bit vague, it didn't really tell me much, and seemed quite mysterious. I'm hoping next week it'll be more generous, so I can start trusting it's ambitions for me!
Yesterday I read my horoscope, for the week commencing 19/06/2011. As I previously stated, I am regarding these readings in a retrospective manner, in order to confirm/deny any sense truth that they may possess.
This is what was written under the Lion-ROAR.
Leo
The sun enters the most sensitive area of your chart this week, so don't be suprised if your get-up and-go gets up and walks out of the door. This is, however, an important time of year for you because what you decide in the days ahead will form the basis of your reality for the next 12 months. It's a time or thinking not doing.
The notion I am physically unable to "get up and go" right now, due to a broken ankle, suggests this entry seems highly accurate, demonstrating that horoscopes predict our future. Job done. No more effort needed for this week-got off to a good start...I am being sarcastic by the by, just incase someone thought I was as naive as a child in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. The quote which I quoted, demonstrates the flexibility of horoscopes, and how one can mould their personal experiences to fit a little bit of writing ,due to the notion some of us are crazy enough to believe in the magical essence of destiny.
In regards to the fact that my current decisions are going to base my reality for the next 12 months, could potentially be something to do with this blog... I will post each blog on "Twitter" and everyone in the world will read my entries, then a film will be made out of my blogs, then I will become famous and meet the Queen because of my blogs, take over the world and eat a slug. Okay, so none of that will really happen...apart from the slug part. Hmmm... In "reality" we all day dream and try and set targets for the "next 12 months", it stops everyday life from being boring. I cannot really think of anything which happened last week that heavily inspired me to face reality for the up and coming year...I got accepted to help volunteer at a gallery, maybe that will promote future gallery prospects? Although, previous gallery experience helped me acheive that position, allowing a snowball of experience to develop...I am already a sceptic.
It's a time for thinking, not doing. I am an individual, who is a student, with a broken ankle. Somebody might want to connect the dots with this one (I haven't been able to do anything, or anyone...). It's so reasurring that this entry has been able to consolidate and comfort me during my current disabilty, really pushing me to think to the limit, so that I aspire to transform into an emo. Afterall, I have been thinking about being an emo for quite some time, maybe this week I will become an emo. I feel like I should marry this entry, it knows me so well... Again, we all think, it is impossible not to think. You should try not to think, it is impossible not to think. It is impossible not to think. It's harder to do, then it is to think. Thanks horoscope for being so encouraging!!
The quote It's a time for thinking, not doing is only a tiny bit vauge. It doesn't consider to explain exactly what us Lions were aiming to "do" last we. Were we thinking about doing housework? Were we thinking about doing some bangtidy person? Or were we just thinking about stuff which we were not supposed to do , because the solar system says the time wasn't right?? It would be nice if the horoscope could have been a gentlemen and specifically informed me about what these thoughts entailed, as those thoughts probably enter my head on a daily basis. In hindsight, I was thinking about cleaning the flat last week, and I did clean it today. Therefore, maybe I have simply regarded that quote as evidence which justifies my laziness.
To sum up, this week I haven't really been able to cuddle my horoscope entry. We haven't really made a connection ,in order to prove my destiny, yet. It was a bit vague, it didn't really tell me much, and seemed quite mysterious. I'm hoping next week it'll be more generous, so I can start trusting it's ambitions for me!
Saturday, 25 June 2011
Mr Blobby is a bad Superhero.
I feel like I have never been truly able to complete a project, or consistently dedicate myself to a hobby since primary school, cue "these are my confessions" by Usher. When i was a child (not running through the night) I quit every extra curricular activity by the age of 9 , according to my parents, which seemingly stimulated my interests. Dancing was too repetitive, Art lessons were too structured, Netball was too competitive and Keyboard lessons appeared too controlled. I would love to be a big fat liar and pretend that by the age of 20 I have finally been able to dedicate my time to something , like a degree, and complete it.
Hmmm, maybe not.
It has recently dawned upon me that I should be graduating this year, however after dropping out of uni after completing half of a psychology degree I am at the end of my second attempt at freshers...again. Oh no, wait!! Sorry I can actually lie. I haven't even finished first year yet, which makes me wonder if I was supposed to complete my first degree. This has really got me questioning fate. So, I suppose I'll be rolling with the freshers a little bit more than Tinie Tempah... Tinie Tempah eat your heart out.
Let me tell you a story, which might piece together my very deep mindset *cough* *cough*.
I went home to revise during the exam period, as I know I have no will power, and if somebody says "YO! Wanna party like it's 1999?", I will say "Sure, let's call up some hoes and go WILD!!". Annnd I didn't really want to fail my second attempt at finishing a degree. (Now back to the good part.) On the eve of 1st June 2011, I was feeling rather positive, the sun was in my head beaming thoughts of joy and jizz, as my final exam of first year was the following day.Although, sadly my brain wasn't internally booming out "the sun has got it's hat on". What was the reason for this ecstacy? Excessive amounts of viagra...Or the fact my exams were finished on June 1st. I was so so so so very excited that I decided to clean the kitchen - insane ,right? You'll have to hold me back. I'm Wild. The antics of Lindsay Lohan have nothing on me!! I decided to empty the bin, alongside my adventures of cleaning the kitchen, and skipped lovingly to the BIG BIN, which resides outside. On my journey to the BIG BIN, I felt my ankle go a little wobbly. It went a little more wobbly...a little more wobbly...It went so wibbly wobbly that it went CRACK. And I was left outside lying on the ground fearing a complementary attack from vultures. Who would save me?!
After shouting "DAAAAAD", "DAAAAAAD", "DAAAAAAD", for 5 minutes, Mr blobby finally came to the rescue. However, I was so terrified I would bounce of his blobbyness and fall over and destroy my ankle a little more, I transformed into a kangaroo and hopped into the house. Once inside, I placed my buns on a cushiony surface and stared at the potato which had engulfed my ankle. I knew it was broken. I sat down for about an hour, in denial, thinking, "I have an exam tomorrow, I have an exam tomorrow, I have an exam tomorrow". Eventually, I stood up. OH THE PAIN!! My ankle felt as though some devil creature was plucking each bone out of my foot. It was time to go to the hospital, at approximately 11.00pm.
To cut a long story short...(I know, I know, this story hasn't been long enough yet) Mr Blobby and I discovered my ankle was broken ,at 3.00am in the morning. Then, we were informed that I had another appointment at 11.30 am ,on the same day, which was delayed, which meant I couldn't take my exam at 2.00pm, which meant I couldn't finish first year, which meant...I couldn't finish first year!!
I digress.
What was the point of all that wank??
The whole point of that wonderfully complicated story, is that I wish to use it as a base that has questioned my opinions towards the notion of fate and destiny. I have not been able to finish first year, which has made me question if i was supposed to complete the psych degree, alongside my abilities to ever complete a task. My mixed emotions towards fate and destiny have inspired me to try stick to a "hobby", which doesn't involve running, knitting or studying grave stones...I know someone who does that.
I have decided that I will execute a blog once a week. Every sunday for the next year, I will write a horoscope based blog. I want to determine if whatever is written under the Lion's status ,in the same weekly magazine which accompanies my dad's favourite sunday paper, actually occurs, or if I simply mould my life to the account of the Leo. In order to prevent bias , I am going to read my horoscope a week later to prevent myself from bending the horoscope to fit my life. The Temptation will be imense.
I feel this is a bit of a psychological experiment. Could it be a sign I was actually supposed to finish my psychy degree and become the female Darren Brown??
Probs not.
Hmmm, maybe not.
It has recently dawned upon me that I should be graduating this year, however after dropping out of uni after completing half of a psychology degree I am at the end of my second attempt at freshers...again. Oh no, wait!! Sorry I can actually lie. I haven't even finished first year yet, which makes me wonder if I was supposed to complete my first degree. This has really got me questioning fate. So, I suppose I'll be rolling with the freshers a little bit more than Tinie Tempah... Tinie Tempah eat your heart out.
Let me tell you a story, which might piece together my very deep mindset *cough* *cough*.
I went home to revise during the exam period, as I know I have no will power, and if somebody says "YO! Wanna party like it's 1999?", I will say "Sure, let's call up some hoes and go WILD!!". Annnd I didn't really want to fail my second attempt at finishing a degree. (Now back to the good part.) On the eve of 1st June 2011, I was feeling rather positive, the sun was in my head beaming thoughts of joy and jizz, as my final exam of first year was the following day.Although, sadly my brain wasn't internally booming out "the sun has got it's hat on". What was the reason for this ecstacy? Excessive amounts of viagra...Or the fact my exams were finished on June 1st. I was so so so so very excited that I decided to clean the kitchen - insane ,right? You'll have to hold me back. I'm Wild. The antics of Lindsay Lohan have nothing on me!! I decided to empty the bin, alongside my adventures of cleaning the kitchen, and skipped lovingly to the BIG BIN, which resides outside. On my journey to the BIG BIN, I felt my ankle go a little wobbly. It went a little more wobbly...a little more wobbly...It went so wibbly wobbly that it went CRACK. And I was left outside lying on the ground fearing a complementary attack from vultures. Who would save me?!
After shouting "DAAAAAD", "DAAAAAAD", "DAAAAAAD", for 5 minutes, Mr blobby finally came to the rescue. However, I was so terrified I would bounce of his blobbyness and fall over and destroy my ankle a little more, I transformed into a kangaroo and hopped into the house. Once inside, I placed my buns on a cushiony surface and stared at the potato which had engulfed my ankle. I knew it was broken. I sat down for about an hour, in denial, thinking, "I have an exam tomorrow, I have an exam tomorrow, I have an exam tomorrow". Eventually, I stood up. OH THE PAIN!! My ankle felt as though some devil creature was plucking each bone out of my foot. It was time to go to the hospital, at approximately 11.00pm.
To cut a long story short...(I know, I know, this story hasn't been long enough yet) Mr Blobby and I discovered my ankle was broken ,at 3.00am in the morning. Then, we were informed that I had another appointment at 11.30 am ,on the same day, which was delayed, which meant I couldn't take my exam at 2.00pm, which meant I couldn't finish first year, which meant...I couldn't finish first year!!
I digress.
What was the point of all that wank??
The whole point of that wonderfully complicated story, is that I wish to use it as a base that has questioned my opinions towards the notion of fate and destiny. I have not been able to finish first year, which has made me question if i was supposed to complete the psych degree, alongside my abilities to ever complete a task. My mixed emotions towards fate and destiny have inspired me to try stick to a "hobby", which doesn't involve running, knitting or studying grave stones...I know someone who does that.
I have decided that I will execute a blog once a week. Every sunday for the next year, I will write a horoscope based blog. I want to determine if whatever is written under the Lion's status ,in the same weekly magazine which accompanies my dad's favourite sunday paper, actually occurs, or if I simply mould my life to the account of the Leo. In order to prevent bias , I am going to read my horoscope a week later to prevent myself from bending the horoscope to fit my life. The Temptation will be imense.
I feel this is a bit of a psychological experiment. Could it be a sign I was actually supposed to finish my psychy degree and become the female Darren Brown??
Probs not.
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