Craazy coincidences
 

So, today I'm still keeling over in my never ending sickness. While having me nice little...meeting with the toilet again, the light bulb dies on me.

I think to myself like any normal person, "Well dammit...."

So, I get done vomiting and flushing, cleaning etc and go back to lay down, cursing the current lack of light bulbs and my need for bathroom lighting.

On my way to bed, I get a knock at my door. I open it up to see a happy Jehovah's Witness standing there.

He said, "Here, take this. It's the light of Jesus."

And he handed me a goddamn light bulb

I screw it in, and for irony's sake, chant "Let there be light!"

I've come to the conclusion that

A: This is the craziest coincidence ever

B: Religion's got SOMETHING goin' on (I'm agnostic, for everyone's knowing pleasure)

C: I am being stalked by Jehovah's Witnesses

I'm betting on C. You just can't trust them people that give you things for free. Share your fucked up coincidences HERE!

aren't we all....

in my opinion there are no coincidences, but here's one that may count...

so I'm sitting in class on Thursday thinking to my self "man, spring break is gonna be awesome"

then suddenly I got hit with a big ass french assignment, and a math booklet (I fucking HATE algebra)

and then last night I get a giant fever, and now I'm sick as a dog.

ahhh, the Fates are surely against me.

Trippy. o.0

Not exactly a coincidence, but there was a guy I worked with once that I just synched with. It was really cool, because you could put the two of us on any job and we'd get it done faster than any two other people without saying a word to each other. It was just natural.

I also was looking through my cousin's online photos once and found a guy who looks almost exactly like me. Gary, I think his name it. But it's freaky. We even have the same body language. I showed the pic to my roomie at the time and he thought it was me. Not the greatest pic of myself for comparison, but:

me with long hair
me with short hair
him

I know it must lose something with me having long hair, but I don't have my own scanner and or any decent pictures of myself with me. I might be able to use the school scanner on my license, though. :sweatdrop



Edit: Replaced photo.
Edit Edit: I really wish I had a better pic of myself.
Final Edit: There. All 3 up for comparison. @_@

Get better soon, Mes. :hug:

I remember going to see Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy with a few friends at the mall theater - we go inside early ("We'll have enough time to browse the mall later >>) Everything closed except for Zellers. Everything. So we just started walking around Zellers, and I started looking at something that my friends passed over, and they walked on while I was looking at the item (which wasn't candy... it was... um... "gummy confectionary") and after buying it, I started looking for my friends, and nearly bumping into them after one said "He's going to appear right in front of us."

I was seperated again, and ended up behind them, and I tried to catch up by walking faster, and all of a sudden the same friend said "He's going to appear behind us."

So...yeah. Not much of a crazy coincidence, but after seeing such a "random" movie, it was a funny end to a fun day.

It seems to me that for the past few weeks, my Far Side calendar has PREDICTED MY FORTUNE.:eek:

Yeah... like, there was one comic that, in a different context, exaggerated what happened to me on that day. Except for the name. My name isn't Ted.

Caption: "Fumbling for his recline button, Ted unwittingly instigates a disaster."

Picture: Some guy sitting in an airplane, with his finger hovering over a switch. It is currently set to "Wings stay on", though he is about to switch it to "Wings fall off."

What happened to me: I was downloading Team America: World Police... yes, the whole piracy thing... but once it was done, I discovered from my parents that it screwed up the internet connection quite heavily for a short while. Not only that, but I then received an e-mail from Paramount Home Video telling me to delete the movie. I did, fearing the "wings fall off" scenario.

I only fear for what happens in the future... what with the "Jazz at the Wool Club (sheep!)". I have no clue what it would mean for my day.

When I first saw the trailer for the film The Number 23 on youtube, it was 23 minutes past midnight when I looked at the clock... on the 23rd of Febuary!!

I then realised that my birthday adds up to 23, (20/05/88) and that I always set my alarm clock to go off at 6:45 so that I get into work for 8:00! (6+4+5+8=23)

Wierd huh?

I guess I should point out today is only the 13th of March.

Something odd happened in classes today : As always, I spent all class trying to figure out if I could get out early to catch a bus without being obvious about it. Five minutes before the bus came, the professor asked if anyone had an essay due later in the week, and half the class put their hands up. So this time, I got home about twenty minutes early.

Eugh, meant Feb. Edited. It's late ok, and I'm already suffering from hayfever which is causeing me a headache and I never really pay attention to dates and time anymore.

Fuck time!

Oh, don't you fucking start, too! :p

Mine isn't that crazy, but more awesome. I was wearing one of my new OotS T-Shirts to Gym class today, and we were playing Speedball (Some crazy combination of Basketball and Soccer, with a hint of Football). The T-Shirt was of the Elf Wizard Vaarsuvius, saying, "I am someone preoccupied telling the Laws of Physics to sit down and shut up."

Now, I can't throw things accurately to save my life, and I'm neither aggressive nor powerful enough to play anything resembling offense. My only saving grace in these things is my speediness and willingness to give it my all. My gameplay involves me doing whatever I can to help defensively, and I never have posession of the ball for more than two seconds before passing it to someone else. Further, I have very poor stamina--I can barely jog three laps around the gymnasium track before having to stop and walk again.

Today, however, the shirt's words held true. I was jumping around like crazy, in ways my fear of injury and poor stamina would normally never allow, swatting the ball to intercept passes and so forth. More often than not, this would be a jump long and/or high enough that I couldn't land on my feet; Rather than land unceremoniously on my ass or thighs, however, I'd constantly roll into it and promptly spring back up on my feet and resume play as though nothing happened.

...I do believe that's my new official Gym shirt now. ^_^

Oh, the stories I could tell!

For example, in dodgeball, taking a leaping dive, catching the ball (rendering the person who threw it out), and twisting in midair before I landed, throwing it, and hitting one of the "athletic kids" square in the chest.

Coincidences...

I just mockingly yelled at Silly Kitty to make a post in a game over at TGC, right as she was finished making a post in the game.

Aside from random meetings, that's about all I have to offer to this thread.