Luck is an important factor that has been accompanying our family for generations. My grandpa won a major lottery twice in his life (if we entered the details he lost it all in casinos eventually, but that's another story - the case of winning is the fact that counts here). My father won a car in an awkward draw organized by a nearby market and my mom was chosen from a group of thousand to participate in Who wants to be a millionaire. Now it's my turn I guess. But in case of mine, luck doesn't play any role in my life. On the contrary, it seems to avoid me and my issues. Hard to admit, but I'm afraid a good term to describe my role among my peers is a fall-guy. I always have to cope with the consequences of everything I do wrong, even if my fault is almost insensible. Next week I'm about to take my first driving test as I'd only just turned 18. Guess the date of the Theory test ? Friday 13th of course. Why doesn't it stun me? Theory test on the day of bad luck? Nothing new to me actually. You see, it is hard to understand why I am always forced to break through all the possible obstacles. Maybe a good way out of it is just ignoring the stupid superstitions at least for the day of my Theory test and try my?best (would be a better word than luck here).