Sporadic prescient powers
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, HANNAH.. I hope you have a really fun day! :) It's been definitely great watching you grow up.. love you!
I swear I have sporadic prescient powers or something. Tonight I had them.. and they were proven right.
A couple of summers ago, a bunch of us were at Vernon's house for Denise's farewell party. (she was going to the Caribbean to study medicine) Eric M. noted my full plate of food, and asked if I was going to get some chips after I finished. I told him that I'd be quite full, and added the question of whether he wanted me to be a martyr to indigestion and stomach pains. Since he was sold on the definition of a martyr as someone who dies for a particular cause (usually used in a religious context), he asked if I'd die of it. I then had to educate him on the other definition of "martyr." (one of many times I tried to expand his vocabulary.. he says mine's too big for him, the dear boy) Then a few weeks later, after having been at Keith's for prayer meeting BBQ.. I ate rather a lot of food. Predictably a few hours after I got home, I had the very thing I was talking to Eric about at Vernon's (indigestion and stomach pains).. yes, I'd been half-joking that time, but wow.. that was SO weird in a way!
Okay, so two really memorable times in about 21 months isn't an established track record or anything. I don't care, as I'm not claiming to be psychic.. if such a thing exists, which I don't really believe in. So there. :P
I swear I have sporadic prescient powers or something. Tonight I had them.. and they were proven right.
A couple of summers ago, a bunch of us were at Vernon's house for Denise's farewell party. (she was going to the Caribbean to study medicine) Eric M. noted my full plate of food, and asked if I was going to get some chips after I finished. I told him that I'd be quite full, and added the question of whether he wanted me to be a martyr to indigestion and stomach pains. Since he was sold on the definition of a martyr as someone who dies for a particular cause (usually used in a religious context), he asked if I'd die of it. I then had to educate him on the other definition of "martyr." (one of many times I tried to expand his vocabulary.. he says mine's too big for him, the dear boy) Then a few weeks later, after having been at Keith's for prayer meeting BBQ.. I ate rather a lot of food. Predictably a few hours after I got home, I had the very thing I was talking to Eric about at Vernon's (indigestion and stomach pains).. yes, I'd been half-joking that time, but wow.. that was SO weird in a way!
Okay, so two really memorable times in about 21 months isn't an established track record or anything. I don't care, as I'm not claiming to be psychic.. if such a thing exists, which I don't really believe in. So there. :P
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