So back in 2020 December, I figured why not try something different for the new year? Stumbled across astrology stuff while doomscrolling late one night. Thought, okay fine, let’s test if this Virgo prediction thing holds water. Wrote it down as a personal experiment.
Getting Started
First, I dug up legit Virgo predictions for 2021. Printed ’em out like it was homework. Needed one solid source for love life and another for career moves. Highlighted key dates and advice in pink for love and blue for work stuff. Felt kinda silly honestly, but committed anyway.
My Love Experiment
January’s prediction said something like “communication is key, avoid misunderstandings.” Okay. Made a rule: no texting arguments. If things felt heated with my partner? Had to talk face-to-face. Did this every month following the horoscope’s notes:
- Tried wearing green during “lucky love days” – don’t even own green clothes, used a stupid hat.
- Actually listened when it said “focus on friendships” in March – organized a game night instead of ignoring pals.
- For July’s “old flame may appear” bit? Swiped left immediately on an ex popping up on Tinder. Hard pass.
Kept a tiny notebook – smiley face if the tip worked, frowny face if it flopped. Way more frowny faces early on.
Work & Career Attempts
The career stuff was… specific. Like “mercury retrograde” warning days. On those dates?
- Saved every email draft twice before sending.
- Avoided signing any contracts. Once delayed a freelance gig paperwork by two days – client actually thanked me later ’cause terms changed.
- Tried negotiating a raise on their “confident” astrological dates – total coincidence my boss was travelling that week.
Real talk? Some advice was useless. “Network with like-minded colleagues”? Everyone was in pajamas on Zoom.
How It Played Out
Honestly? Mixed bag. Got absolutely roasted by pals when I wore that ugly green hat. BUT – the “communication” thing genuinely reduced dumb fights. Go figure.
Career-wise, their warnings about “delays” felt accurate twice – servers crashed on those exact days. Coincidence? Maybe. Noticed I was way less stressed on mercury days ’cause I double-checked everything. Obsessively.
Most predictions missed hard though. “Sudden career shift” in August? Nah. Same cubicle. “Passionate romance blooming?” Uhh… me and my couch aren’t that exciting.
Whole thing taught me one big lesson: horoscopes work like fortune cookies. Vague enough to seem real sometimes if you squint. Useful? Only as a mental nudge for stuff you already know deep down – like “talk to your partner instead of texting angrily.” Waste of time? Not really. Got some laughs and a couple decent habits. Would I do it again? Nah. But hey, gave me weird stories to tell.
