Ever since the summer came to an end, my life has been completely different. Any one that knows me knows how strict I am with my religion so it’s been very appalling that I have been dibbing and dabbing with horoscopes. Every time you meet a person wether it’s a potential lover or just a new friend the question “what’s your sign?” Always pops up… I always found it lame and will respond with a sarcastic answer but noticing people’s reaction made me start saying okay I’m a Gemini, followed by a “but I don’t believe in horoscopes” ending. For some weird reason Gemini’s have this bad reputation in the horoscope. So the curious side of me obviously wanted to read up on it and see why. As I started learning more and more about Gemini’s and who I’m compatible with and who I am not I realized I was hooked. It got to the point where I will actually read my horoscope every day and will spark conversation about the topic with friends. Just earlier this week a couple of friends and I went to Employees Only, it was my first time since I usually opt for the more smaller, low key restaurants. But I was so distraught by the fact that inside of the venue there was also a psychic reader, we were by the bar since there was a little wait to get seated and I noticed everyone who was in the restaurant was getting their palm read. I freaked out just because of the way I was raised and my beliefs so we decided to go elsewhere. After that weird experience I decided that ignorance is bliss and I will no longer satisfy my curiosity for horoscopes.