Madam Purita's Crystal Ball

I wonder how accurate fortune telling and the other psychic stuffs are. My sister and I had a kick out of our “fortune readings” last weekend at Eastwood. Madam Purita, our fortuneteller had a lot of good things to say. I have to give props to her since she got some of the details right without me telling her, but you could tell also a lot of her “hulas” were just plain “bola” but amusingly funny though. Upon sitting down, she told me right away that I would get married next year. So that leaves me a few more months before finding the one. At the rate I’m going, it looks like it’s going to be a whirlwind romance then. I don’t think so. She further predicted that I would leave soon, probably by August or September. I asked her where. She answered Taiwan right off the bat. I wonder where in the world she got that one. In fairness to her though, I have planned on going to China to study this August. Unfortunately it didn’t push through. Madam Purita would have totally impressed me if she had guessed this accurately. She was able to guess though that I have a sister who’s living abroad. At first, it didn’t sink in since she said living. But then I remembered Candice who’s now in HK training…so it’s close enough. She was also able to guess that we were four siblings in total. She had the 4 of Hearts (or was it diamonds?) up in the table. That I had to admit was a good one.

The 15-20 minutes reading was an entertaining one. Most of the predictions have been made towards the future so I wouldn’t know if it is accurate or not. I would have to see in the next couple of months and validate Madam Purita’s claims. Surprisingly it was a feel good kind of thing. She had me ask questions without saying it aloud and she would answer it with a positive or negative answer. I’m crossing my fingers it’s not all bull. Hehe It’s an ego booster, I tell you. Hearing nice things one after another makes you want to look forward and move forward. Even if it’s not 100% true or accurate, it’s still sort of encouraging to hear the things that you want to hear. Sometimes though it doesn’t hurt to believe and be hopeful, just as long you don’t cross the borderline of being a fanatic to the point of letting the predictions totally control and affect your everyday decisions.