Hexed

Superstition. Hexed. Cursed.

These are words I sometimes contemplate. More than I should probably. Because, after all, there is no proof that these things exist or are in actuality happening to you.

But sometimes a girl wonders....

I previously posted about being superstitious - and now I am visiting this topic again. mainly because my string of bad luck seems to be wanting to stay - even though it is not welcome - and I am starting to freak out a little. Obviously, I can't help but think about a lot lately. What with the "bad things come in threes" and also, the fact that I have broken large mirrors several times in my life.

Like, seriously, how often does that happen to people?

Well, it's happened to me. Twice. And by my calculations, if all is true, then, that equals to 14 years of bad luck.

Craaaaaaap.

I am a very "spiritual" person; I use that term loosely because really I don't know what I am exactly. Sure, I believe in God, the teachings of Buddha and *gulp* parts of the Satanic Bible make good points (yes, I totally just said that!).

So, wouldn't being superstitious go hand in hand since I am basically a spiritual free-for-all? So, there. I believe in it and that's all that matters.

I believe in ghosts too. But, that's a story for another time.

All I care about is that whatever - or whomever - has hexed me, needs to stop it! Seriously. I am going to go insane, more than I already am.

I hate thinking about the fact that "bad things happen to good people" and nothing ever happens to the real bad ones - and some days, I truly wish I were a bad one. Because then karma would never pay me a visit.

A girl can hope.....sigh.

In the meantime - you probably oughta stay far, far away from me.