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So I called the woman about the tarot card reading today. As excited as I am about having it done, I can't help but feel a little nervous.
Haley's Reasons
* I could be completely disappointed in my reading. What if none of my goals are going to be accomplished in my future?
* I COULD die within a few weeks and possibly NOT HAVE a future. *shudders*
* The psychic could just be one of those ladies who rips you off for a lot of money and really has no idea what she's doing.
Also, due to my age, she requested that we bring an adult with us to sit in on the reading. I'm actually a little relieved about that. I don't think I'd want to be all alone at this woman's studio while she tells me about my potential fatality in the near future.
On a lighter note, my summer might be looking up a tad. I'm currently searching for any auditions in the area (not to great success, but hey)and I am now completely determined to find out about casting for Twilight. THAT is my new obsession and I'm not letting it go.
I am very angry with myself. I can't seem to write a journal entry about anything very interesting or thought provoking. For this, my apologies. To those of you who actually read this journal (being that Katie has abandoned me and possibly taken all of my other "commentors" with her, I assume it's a whopping NOBODY)it must seem quite dull. But I suppose it's a good thing that no one reads this. In fact, it's fantastic. I can be as bitchy and blunt as I want without having to worry about offending anyone.
So three cheers for no comments.
*crickets*
No cheers? I should have expected that.
Haley's Reasons
* I could be completely disappointed in my reading. What if none of my goals are going to be accomplished in my future?
* I COULD die within a few weeks and possibly NOT HAVE a future. *shudders*
* The psychic could just be one of those ladies who rips you off for a lot of money and really has no idea what she's doing.
Also, due to my age, she requested that we bring an adult with us to sit in on the reading. I'm actually a little relieved about that. I don't think I'd want to be all alone at this woman's studio while she tells me about my potential fatality in the near future.
On a lighter note, my summer might be looking up a tad. I'm currently searching for any auditions in the area (not to great success, but hey)and I am now completely determined to find out about casting for Twilight. THAT is my new obsession and I'm not letting it go.
I am very angry with myself. I can't seem to write a journal entry about anything very interesting or thought provoking. For this, my apologies. To those of you who actually read this journal (being that Katie has abandoned me and possibly taken all of my other "commentors" with her, I assume it's a whopping NOBODY)it must seem quite dull. But I suppose it's a good thing that no one reads this. In fact, it's fantastic. I can be as bitchy and blunt as I want without having to worry about offending anyone.
So three cheers for no comments.
*crickets*
No cheers? I should have expected that.