as Earl would put it. I truly believe that people get what they deserve in the end, whether it be good or bad. I feel like recently, it's been happening. A couple people who weren't very nice, got what they deserved finally, and a little voice inside of me, said "haha." Karma is gonna bite me in the ass for that...but on the other side of things, a couple of my friends who recently started their own business, seem to be starting out very well, and I think it's because they worked their asses off and to add to it, they're just good people.
The other day, my mom took me to go see a monk. The last time we went to go see her, she predicted the future (no really, she did) and helped me with the situation I was in at the time. So this time around, I knew why my mom was taking me there...to have her help me find a good job. So I went with my aunt and my mom. We got to her house and rang the doorbell a few times, but no one answered. We waited outside for a little bit and examined her beautiful garden in her front yard and her little shrine in the backyard. Flowers were blooming and trees were green. The door finally opened and she came out and directed us in. She's kind of young, maybe in her mid to late 20's and was wearing the normal peach orange monk robe. Turns out she was taking a shower. So monks take showers too? haha...she just seemed so divine, with her green trees, blooming flowers, and shrine in the backyard. But turns out, monks are normal people too...well, sort of. It amazed me that she was remodeling her home/temple all by herself - knocking down walls, putting in pipes, painting, etc. She did hire an illegal immigrant and paid him $10/hr one day to help her, but still, that's pretty impressive. She's remodelling so she can have more room for her temple/shrine area. She remembered me from the last time and said I got prettier (that was nice! haha). We brought her a pot of flowers, some oranges, and some Tide detergent. Apparently, the detergent is so she can wash away all my bad luck. She started praying to herself while my aunt whispered stories to my mom and I about her, about how she was invited to this furniture store to pray there one day to give them good business (which worked, so they invited her to come back once a month) and about this group of teenagers who came from New York to see her and ask her questions about their future. Apparently, she's pretty well-known. Well, she told me a few things about when I would find a job and when I would meet a great guy. Hopefully, it's true because I totally believe in her after what happened the first time I went to see her. It's hard not to beleive when what she said would happen, actually happened. It was weird...I never really believed in things like that...I was a skeptic like my dad, but hey, she made me a believer. But after leaving, I couldn't help but wonder whether or not I've been a good person, whether I ended up where I am because of fate or because of things I did, and whether the people I know today are people I met because I was meant to meet them or because I made myself meet them...hmmm...maybe I'm still a little skeptical...
But still, after going to see her, I felt like she was somewhat invincible, like nothing could hurt her. She seemed like a superwoman - remodelling her own house and picking up a stranger off the street to help her and being able to foresee the future. But then I wondered if the person she picked up off the street didn't do anything bad, like steal anything, because he was afraid karma would bite him in the ass, especially if he stole from a monk, haha. But do people really believe in karma? Or is it just something people just kinda say when something bad or good happens because they had previously done something bad or good? Well, if it worked for Earl, I'm hoping it'll work for me. I don't have a list, but I don't think I'm a bad person, and I feel like I haven't done anything that bad, so karma, please work your magic!
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