Written on August 13th, 2010
So I was born obviously on Friday the 13th, my mom was in labor for 28 hours, and so four hours into the 13th (I was born at four in the morning) was actually lucky for my mom after the previous 24 hours of a no go. I guess the doc had to use the forceps which probably explains the ADHD! Seriously though my upbringing was pretty messed up, and then after others poor choices affected my life negatively, I reached an age where I decided to make horrible choices which affected my life negatively. People say I am extremely lucky to be alive, having been in ICU so many times, though I am still undecided. I know what it's like to wake up in ICU and wonder what kind of tricks are being played on me that I wake up at all. There was a time when I thought it was god giving me a second chance, but even when I made the seemingly right choice, it ended up wrong in the context of a particular situation. I have always wondered if a persons timing could simply be off, thereby resulting in bad luck. Circumstance has a greater effect on peoples lives and decisions than we probably give credit. Now though I am finally in college and excelling, of coarse I am probably late as the world will most likely come to an end before letting this bright star shine.............and now you know how goofy my thinking is. Thirteen is an awesome number, THE BEST, and Friday is everybody's favorite day!