what will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?

i must dedicate this blog to ironic incidents, weird coincidences, whatever you wish to call them. i limit my accounts to a select few. who knows, one of these blogs might pop up again in the future. so, one of these little events occured yesterday, and i felt what better time to compile all my coincidences than now. they never seemed to be of enough substance to dedicate individual blogs to, so here be randomness that dates back a good while, some of which may come off as pure stupidity. what can i say?

today: i had a dream about gomez on saturday night in which he had gotten a hair cut. low and behold who comes into class today with a shorter do? take a guess.

heath ledger: i was on the bus the morning after heath ledger's death and was talking to my bff about his movies. another girl asked what i was talking about. i said the paramedics found him dead with... just as those words escape my mouth, an ambulance whizzes by our bus. needless to say, we were both a little freaked out.

mikey: me and my bff were on the bus and happened to have been talking about people who used to ride our bus(one being mikey) and somehow rather jokingly a comment was made along the lines of "oh, yeah, i have the hots for that kid." we look out the bus window and who is pulled up in a car? somehow during this, the button of my pants pops off. ironic, much?

decomposer: this is the weirdest one for me. maybe i look into things too much. maybe. the matches are my favorite band. andy had gotten me decomposer a month or so in advance. but of course me being who i am, i don't feel like i actually have the cd until i'm holding the real thing- shawn harris artwork and all. well, this thing i'd been waiting for for ages comes out tuesday. andy goes to the hospital with a severe concussion that day. and then it happens. iboo dies wednesday. something so great counteracted with something so tragic.

so...a band in hope comes out march 18...andy got me the cd about a month ago...i'm kind of apprehensive...i'm wack, i know... just, if something happens i can say i knew it would go this way...i'll call it ummmmm my attempt at comfort? reassurance?...hell if i even know anymore.