Soul Mate? What's That?

Who needs to play silly guessing games to find out who your soul mate is (or in my case ‘not’), when it could just be a flip of a card away?

I was never a believer in taking a quick glance into the future of my audacious life, but a few days ago, it was casually offered to me by a friend.

Tarot card readings, there’s just something about it that draws me. Unlike Chinese Mediums and Malay Bomohs who chants and offers sacrificial offerings, Tarot card readings seem a little more elegantly mysterious; no awful hymns by some wrinkly old lady or gruesome sacrifices of innocent animals. All there is really, is a deck of cards, a few crystals and some candles to set the mood if you like. Each card tells a different story. A few days ago, it told mine...

Apparently, I’ve officially hit rock bottom! My life is going sky diving without a parachute, Bungy jumping without a harness and on a roller coaster ride without anything to hang on to. Love life, Career, you name it; it’s in the bad books. Where the bloOody hell did it all go wrong?!?

My attempt to look for Mr. Right has just tripled up its stakes. I was literally swimming in a sea of men last Saturday and I caught absolutely nothing. Can you believe it? NOTHING! Oh, and if you’re wondering where that ‘sea of men’ was, it was at the Hennessy Artistry Event. I must say, that event was SOLID. No Pixie points for guessing, I was smashed.

XoXo,
Agent Pink