The origins of this superstition that Friday the thirteenth is an unlucky date has variable, but deep, historical roots. It kind of originates from two seperate fears: the fear of Friday and the fear of the number 13. Just for your information, tradition holds that:- Eve tempted Adam with the apple on a Friday.
- The flood in the Bible, the confusion at the Tower of Babel, happened on a Friday. What Biblical verse or scholars they quoted to support this...I have no idea!
- There were 13 people at the last supper of Jesus, with Judas the betrayer having been the thirteenth member of the party to arrive.
- Jesus was traditionally crucified on Good Friday. But in this case, as the name implies, that particular Friday is one Friday we should all be thankful for.
- The pagan lunisolar calendar had 13 months in some years, while the solar Gregorian calendar and lunar Islamic calendar always have 12 months in a year. Hence, 13 was considered to be a pagan, bad, bad number.
- Friday was also considered to be the witches' Sabbath and, on that day, each week, twelve witches and the Devil met - thirteen evil spirits in all.
Apart from that, although my day was not so exciting, it was actually rather good. I actually managed to wake up early to get to St. Luke's Hospital at 7am to start studying at 7:30am. Then, I visited my old school and spoke to enough aquaintances that really made my day. So...how was your Friday the 13th?

