// My Friday The 13th Bad Luck//

People consider the superstition that when the 13th date of the calendar falls on Friday, something diddly will come in the way. Beyond doubt, I put my belief that it is just a plain figment but for some, they bank on their stance based on personal experience.

It happened that the 13th of January noted on Friday, which is one of my toxic sched every week because I have to attend four major subjects outmost. My class starts at 10:30am up to 9:00pm which makes every friday so dense. I have more than four hours break time which makes me lousy and choleric, imagine how will you consume every four hours and thirty minutes within school vicinity!? Well, that’s how I’m going to start my fish story last friday.

As I wait for time to run fleetly, I stayed at NB E-lib extension just to lessen my long hours of waiting for my next class. Just because I ate too much that time, I couldn’t help but to feel sleepy so I went to Pavillion just to take a nap. I woke up 10 minutes before 6pm which is my Distribution and Logistics class. I got in the room and when my professor came up, the first thing he did is to distribute the results of the prelim exam and to my approval with what grade I was expecting, I failed. Yes, I failed my exam which comprises the 60% of prelim grade.

Okay, I just convinced myself that I will be able to pull out a high grade this midterms and I must not settle back this time.

I attended my last subject which is the Law of Income and Taxation then out of my disappointment for what I had earlier, I cannot give my full attention to what my professor was lecturing. All I want that time was to go home and get some sleep.

As soon as the class was dismissed, I went down and waited for someone at law Building but since someone was standing in front of it which I always take no notice of because I feel uncomfortable, I just decided to sit to one of those benches along gate 3 while waiting for Keith to fetch me. And as it hit me, Keith won’t make it that time because he had extended office hours which another thing for me to feel cranky.

I was not yet feeling to go home so I stayed there until Irish approached me and asked what am I doing there. I just said that I was waiting for time to pass until I feel the urge to go home. Good thing, she was going to ride LRT so I decided to have a round trip.

I came home about pass 10pm and just because I was absent-minded and feeling low that time, I didn’t notice the pointed part of the chair that slashed my right leg. Just so nice to end up my Friday the 13th day.

Before I went to sleep, all that happened that day was considered just a part of normal day. I did no longer make any link about all the incidents to false belief of people. I just know that it happened because of my decisions and my actions and of course, though I had a bad day there is God above it all.