Is anyone out there superstitious? I am, to an extent. I mean, it's always nice to find a four-leaf clover, but can you really go your whole life without walking under a ladder? Seems kind of silly. I think that superstition plays with coincidence. If you believe bad things are going to happen on Friday the 13th, then, chances are, you will spend your whole day waiting for something bad to happen. Even if something small happens, like you have to write a test or something, than you associate it with the bad luck of Friday the 13th when it is really just a coincidence. I've done it before, silly as it is. In fact, I shall choose to blame Friday the 13th for the 12-minute run I had to do today in PE. Well, that's it for now. See-ya!