I once had a teacher in high school who began class one morning by asking for a show of hands of who had read their horoscope for the day. My hand shot up, as this was something I did each morning, no prompting necessary. A few other hands around the room went up, no one's interest clearly as piqued as my own. He then went on to explain that under no circumstances can stars, that have been dead for more years than we can count, align a certain way to predict our behaviors or the way our lives are going to pan out. Miffed, I then zoned out for the rest of the class period, remembering all of the astrology charts and horoscopes I've consumed over the years, all of which perfectly explained my bossy, Leo self.

I've been reading my horoscope for as long as I can remember, along with all of my friends and family members, every boy I've ever liked, and even some teachers, all in the hopes of better understanding the people around me. And guess what? It works! That Earth sign did clash with my fire sign. I do get along better with Sagittarius'. I've spent hours agonizing over relationship compatibility, sign characteristics, and yearly horoscope predictions, and they almost always lead me in the right direction. They tell me about the people in my life. Odds are, if you have any kind of an impact on my life, I'm reading your horoscope as soon as I'm done browsing my own. (How else do you learn about people?) No matter how little storage is available on my phone, my Daily Horoscope app can never be deleted, as my daily alerts to check my horoscope are undoubtedly the highlight of my day.

There are always people that laugh at me. Call me crazy. Much like my teacher in high school, there are many crazy skeptics out there when it comes to the stars holding any kind of truth. They don't want to believe that just because your birthday falls between a specific set of dates that it has any correlation as to how you'll behave. If I hadn't seen it come true time and time again, I'd probably feel the same way. However, I've spent far too many hours researching my rising sign (Scoprio!) and moon sign (Libra), among other things, to not buy into this stuff.

Just because I'm a big believer in all things astrology doesn't mean that I let it control me. I simply find uncanny similarities by what astrologists have found and my personality and my friends' personalities. Having said that, I'm a Leo and my roommate is a Capricorn, and astrologically, we shouldn't be a great match. And, yet, here we are -- peachy as ever. I'm not saying the stars are right all the time, but most of the time, they are. My best friend is an Aquarius, and our opposites attract in the perfect blend of friendship.

I won't stop reading my horoscope anytime soon. Or harassing everyone around me to read their own. The stars have gotten me this far. I can't turn back now.