And just like that, both of those seemingly conflicting predictions my horoscope had made, came to be. It really is rather fitting, I must say. I have a knack for making this sort of things happen quite regularly. Especially when it comes to myself. Why do I even bother, I wonder? What has to happen before I realize the futility of even trying anymore, really? Do I need to keep doing to myself, or will I finally realize that it is just going to be that way. No matter what I do, no matter how I try, I will remain just as I am. Bah.