I am not gonna lie, this hasn't been my best year. So to much of my mother's concern for my well being and future (more like my love life) she encourages me to go see our monk and get blessed with holy water yet again. Yes, this is my 2nd time this year, 3rd time in a year and half to be exact. Third time better be the charm. My monk not only gives blessings, he also has the gift of predicting my future so of course I also learned my fate and was requested to come back next year for another blessing. Enough said.
If I was suicidal seeing my monk that day wouldn't have been a great idea. But I have to say it is funny how we came to the temple with hope and faith and left the temple sort of disappointed and wet because this time I wasn't just sprinkled with holy water, I was showered with it.
My mother really wants me to find a great man that will take care of me. I would like to meet a guy that will just love me for me. My sis thinks I am a snob because I only like one type of guy. I like my coffee with soy milk and no sugar. That's just the way it is. I'd rather be alone than settle for less. No holy water will change that. And my little sis has no opinion about the state of my love life but she is handling her own through an online fortune teller. I love her.
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