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Thursday the 13th.


This number just brings in the most bizarre events doesn't it? I've always been a believer in the power of the number thirteen. It always seems to bring me quasi-luck or a quasi-curse. I remember when I was young and hearing older people talk about Friday the thirteenth and how eventful (or uneventful) things happen when it occurs. It has been a significant number for me. When I turned thirteen I had a big birthday blow-out in Glico's (those were the days), when I took my highschool LSAT's, I was ranked thirteenth in the class. And when I'm travelling, I always unconsciously look for the thirteenth floor of a hotel or a building (which by the way, doesn't exist). When I got a little older, I also noticed that when it is Friday the thirteenth, we always seem to pass by more than the usual number of car accidents or traffic benders. So why am I talking about this you ask? Well, today is the thirteenth, although not a Friday, thirteen nonetheless. And just like Friday the thirteenth, today brought it's share of lucks and curses (or could it be just curses?) I declare, Thursday the thirteenth!

Luck: I wasn't late for work today when I thought I was gonna be (damn traffic).
Luck: I was working outside the office today. (I'm not really feeling the office environment for the past few days).

Curse: It was effing hot in the place we were assigned.
Curse: I had to go back to the office!

Luck/Curse: Someone from my past is back!

Uh-oh! I don't know really know how to classify that.

Let me put it this way, I miss this person a lot and having the opportunity to see each other again and regain communication feels great. I actually felt butterflies, something I haven't felt in the longest time. Too long actually.

But being in contact with this person again entails a lot of complications. We're probably gonna start going out again. That's cool and all but it'll probably last a good two months. After that, it's back to zero. It's always like that, it has been for more than five years. But I am like an insatiable fat kid who wants more cake even if I know it's bad for me. This thing we have is like a drug for me. I want to stop, but I can't. And honestly speaking, I don't think I ever will.

What happened today I know is not a coincidence. It's the cosmos aligning, telling me that I need to go on a roller coaster ride with this person again. It's definitely a sign. It's fate telling me to take the wrong path. At least I know I'll learn something from it. Sure it's gonna be painful, but it's worth it.

So here I go. Hear my screams. Watch me fall. Again!

Blame it on the number thirteen. *wink*