Momentary Freakout

It's silly. But it still sends a shiver down my spine. Ok... it doesn't help that the computer room I'm sitting in is super cold but still...

Horoscopes. Or, rather, as Spice calls them "Horrorscopes" and I assume the reason she calls them that is because of the type of thing I read today. I read my horoscope nearly every day. If I don't, I don't miss it. And I don't care but somehow something inside of me finds itself invested once it's been read. Which, I suppose, is what keeps some of us coming back. The only thing is usually it's uplifting and good. Today I was told to enjoy my day as much as possible because the next few days could be really intense.

What?!? What kind of intense? Please don't tell me it's going to be my car. I am going to take it in as soon as my dad gets back from overseas. My mom asked me to wait until then. (Asking my mom for help was intense enough in the embarrassing department...)

But then... it runs through my mind that it could be much worse than my car. Much worse.

Then I remind myself, as the feeling of fear subsides, that it's a horoscope.

Still...

CRAP.