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» Premonitions

Ooh
And I also sat up for no apparant reason whilst in bed and whispered, 'Something's coming...' In a creepier-than-usual voice.

That night we had an earthquake. One of the little ones no one cares about. But it still came.
(Thu 18th Nov 2004, 22:32, More)

» Premonitions

Today
I happened to be singing one of Seals, song. You know, 'Kissed by a rose... blah...' And I got to the bit 'and did you know, that when it snows...'

Pulled open my curtain, lo and behold, white flakes everywhere. And it wasn't dandruff.

I spent a while shouting, 'Snow?! Where the bloody hell did that come from? They didn't forecast any snow!'
(Thu 18th Nov 2004, 22:29, More)

» Pure Ignorance

Some Spacker A While Ago in School
Some guy at school used to ask the stupidest questions.
At 15 years old he stilled believed in Santa. Who knows, maybe he still does.
I remember a geography class when we were talking about floods and sewage filling streets etc, and the teacher was talking about how they have to wade through it all to get around, and the diseases... And somewhere she metnioned she wouldn't want her children playing around in it, and this lad stuck his head up and announced,
'Don't you let your children swim in the sea then?'
And guy turned round and said, 'Hm, yes, the sea and a load of shit and bacteria is the same.'

He also had to ask our history teacher who Satan was at 15 years old.
(Sun 9th Jan 2005, 12:34, More)

» Near Death Experiences

Car Events
I think I was around 11, and the parents had decided on renting a car while we were in Lanzarote. I hated renting cars abroad, because I simply couldn't be arsed to ride around in a car when I could be pratting around in water.
Anyway, because my dad likes to follow random paths, we found ourselves driving towards the edge of a rather sinister looking cliff. My mum instantly started screaming, I shat myself, and dad slammed on the breaks. About half a metre or so from the edge, mum undos her seatbelt and screams, 'I'm not staying in the bloody car, you'll fucking kill us all!'

Truth to be told, I wanted to get out too, when dad began the procedure of turning around on the edge of the cliff.

And another time, probably the same year, when my dad was driving me, my brother and my brother's mate somewhere. Going down one of those country lanes with fences and trees either side, dad manages to avoid another car, only to drive over what he said was 'a clump of grass'. I don't know how fast we were going, but the car managed to turn over until it ended on the side. I had my eyes squeezed shut, thinking, 'Why do I have to die listening to Boyzone?'
Fortunately, I didn't, and we all had to climb out of the sunroof. I also fell of my brother's mate, having been at the side of the car which was in the air and undoing my seatbelt, falling ontop of him.
I got a lift from a kind old lady back home. Only my dad had been hurt, and that was just a cut across the arm from shattered glass.
(Sat 27th Nov 2004, 11:42, More)