Shit happens.

Yes, shit does happen but it happens way to much for me sometimes. Like yesterday when I was going to get my blood drawn at the hospital, I walked into a sign in the hospital parking lot. I was looking across the parking lot and SMACK! I walk right into it. I always seem to had bad luck. Luck of the Irish, I guess. But I'm afraid It could be something that might haunt me for life. I could get in a car accident and die like my friend Kyle's mom did. I could be hit by a car. You just never know. This could be last entry. Tomorrow might be my last day on Earth. Life can't be predicted.