Cry me a river

I REALLY don’t like my horoscope for this week. Here, you read my lousy translation.

There is the possibility that you will hurt yourself, pretty hard this week. Watch you elbows, knees and shoulders. One of the household machines will also break, and that mean that he won’t work right for a while. Even though it is a machine and therefore doesn’t work the way a human does, the best thing is to leave it alone and try again next week. It will, very strange, work again. But not for long.

You will also drop something and that is for the best, because broken pieces will bring the Virgin happiness and you will need it at the end of the week. And not even a little bit.

NICE huh? It basically says I will have a crappy week, with bruises, broken things and machines that don’t work. Yay me.

Ow and one of my roommates has got mono, so me and my other roommate are pretty scared that we’ve got it to. She is already kind of sick, and I’m not all healthy either. I hope I haven’t got it, because you can be sick for like 4 weeks or so, and in that case I will bore myself to death. Now I am going to brush my teeth, read, sleep and then decide if I want to walk up that damn mountain all the Norwegians want to walk up. Life is hard as a 16 year old. Luckily I will be 17 on Wednesday. That’s 2 nights baby! TWO NIGHTS!