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Here's mine:

Yesterday, I left class and walking across campus when HOLY SHIT: I saw a dude in the middle of the quad wearing a Guy Fawkes mask and holding signs that proclaimed 'Youtube' and 'Google' in bold letters. Even more awesome was the boombox he was wearing around his neck, which was blasting out 'Never Gonna Give You Up' at full volume. As people passed by, he would dance around them and laugh.

As I went by, I joined in his bizarre dance. We shared a poignant moment together, and then I never saw him again.

We had a fail Rickroll here as well. Nothing much came of it, unfortunately.

Last week I had to, with three of my course mates, meet at the gyno ward in the evening. There we had to perform a gynaecological exam, specula and all, on these middle-aged women that called themselves "professional patients". Through the entire exam, the one assigned to me (or, should I say, the one I was assigned to) kept giving me "tips" and "pointers" on what to do, how to do it, in what order, what to feel for, what to think of and on and on and on. I asked her if she was a nurse or a doctor, but her employment had nothing with medicine to do - she'd been doing this for close to a decade and had "picked stuff up" along the way.

When I was feeling quite done and ready and as I was about to pull out my fingers, she had me once again bimanually palpate her uterus, squeeze it really tight between my hands and looked me square in the eyes and solemnly dramatically said: "That is my uterus you're holding between your hands. The source of life. Neat, no?"

It was surreal in its flakiness.

A month or two ago, some guy was standing outside of my school (He was in eighth grade like us) and breakdancing before the late bell went off. People were laughing and throwing change at him. I don't know if thats common in the larger cities, but in my little town, it's very strange.

April 30 2008. I was revising for my exams. Got bored, so went on Facebook. They added a new application called "Nations", which is based on, but definitely not as good as, Nationstates.

That reminded me that about three years ago I was playing Nationstates. My interested was perked enough so I resurrected my nation.

May 1 2008. I spent the entire day fixing the background of my nation, from Factbook to Embassy thread. For the entire day I didn't eat anything apart from a small Chinese takeaway and instant noodles. I didn't shower either. I've never been so addicted to anything before (or have I? Okay...watching Mitchell & Webb non-stop on Youtube was bad enough...)

Now, things are slightly better, though I'm already addicted to General forum again.

That was the most bizarre thing to happen to me recently.

I won Powerball on Wednesday.


Oh wait, no I didn't. :(

Last week I had to, with three of my course mates, meet at the gyno ward in the evening. There we had to perform a gynaecological exam, specula and all, on these middle-aged women that called themselves "professional patients". Through the entire exam, the one assigned to me (or, should I say, the one I was assigned to) kept giving me "tips" and "pointers" on what to do, how to do it, in what order, what to feel for, what to think of and on and on and on. I asked her if she was a nurse or a doctor, but her employment had nothing with medicine to do - she'd been doing this for close to a decade and had "picked stuff up" along the way.

When I was feeling quite done and ready and as I was about to pull out my fingers, she had me once again bimanually palpate her uterus, squeeze it really tight between my hands and looked me square in the eyes and solemnly dramatically said: "That is my uterus you're holding between your hands. The source of life. Neat, no?"

It was surreal in its flakiness.

When I first read this, my mind apparently substituted the word 'spatula' for 'specula', giving me a bizarre mental image.

Also, who the hell says "neat" anymore, anyway?

When I first read this, my mind apparently substituted the word 'spatula' for 'specula', giving me a bizarre mental image.

Quite.

Also, who the hell says "neat" anymore, anyway?

She didn't say it in English. In Swedish she used the word "häftigt", which is an old word for "neat, cool".

Check this out: I'm working on a case in which the state has violated both the constitution and national law, not to mention human rights. This is not the shocking thing really, the really shocking thing is that I have gotten a whole 5 - five - minutes to present the case before a body of up to some 800 "judges" who are to vote on the issue. The actual number is going to be significantly lower, but 5 minutes to present a case of this sort.

Oh, did I mention that most of the "judges" will know nothing about the case before I begin? Alice in wonderland, here I come:p!

so it happens that everyone I "hang with" had a meeting at some point before today and decided I needed cheering up so I got to have another birthday-ish

I've been told by 8 different people today that they love me and really appreciate who I am etc. Weird but in a nice way that I really wasn't expecting :)

He was in eighth grade like us

your 13?

I have gotten a whole 5 - five - minutes to present the case before a body of up to some 800 "judges" who are to vote on the issue.

and your using this time posting on NS? :p

your 13?

You're surprised?


To address the OP: Reading this thread.

I won the New Comer´s Award on NSG.

Bizarre because I wasn´t on the original nomination.

Also, who the hell says "neat" anymore, anyway?

I do...

your 13?
How old did you think I was? Just outta curiousity.

I got to star gaze with this girl i really like. Out in the middle of the country, and a few shooting stars passed by. It was quite nice, except for all the other people around. :(

That a graduate school offered me funding :) Whodathunk.

I saw a fish eating a live whale.:eek:

IDK if this counts, but last Wed. my laptop got the dreaded Blue Screen of Death. It was pretty incredible for me, who has only seen it once before (and on that occasion it wasn't on my comp.)

IDK if this counts, but last Wed. my laptop got the dreaded Blue Screen of Death. It was pretty incredible for me, who has only seen it once before (and on that occasion it wasn't on my comp.)

I would call that more bizarre than incredible.

If you were just strolling around town and a massive BSOD just appeared in front of you, blocking everything else out of sight...that would be incredibly bizzare. Also absolutely terrifying. I mean, why would the robots run the Matrix on a Windows OS? Sadistic bastards.

A few minutes ago, I finished a 15-page term paper about the non-existence of free will. Not that term papers are all that special (I write at least one a semester and have written ones longer than this one), but I'm always amazed when I look at one printed out and think, "How did I find time to write all this in between masturbating and watching TV?"
The answer still eludes me, but I suspect it has something to do with gnomes and/or the level of quantum activity in Robert Kane's brain.

IDK if this counts, but last Wed. my laptop got the dreaded Blue Screen of Death. It was pretty incredible for me, who has only seen it once before (and on that occasion it wasn't on my comp.)

http://images.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/3/3b/BSSOD.png

I hit the bullseye twice in my kyudo class today... it's actually only the second time I've hit the target in the 7 months I've been studying. Considering that actually hitting the target is the least of one's worries in kyudo, I counted that as pretty amazing. ;)

I sang Byrd's Mass for Four Voices. Orgasmic.

Finding out that there are people who believe that wearing bra's cause cancer...

http://images.wikia.com/uncyclopedia/images/3/3b/BSSOD.pngEpic.

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http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/vonbek/piracy.png

How old did you think I was? Just outta curiousity.

Two?

How old did you think I was? Just outta curiousity.

i thought you were in your early 20s and a bit....slow.

so i was going into town friday morning, 6 am and as i get across the river i see police lights flashing.

the road i travel on every day had fallen in where one of the irrigation ditches crosses underneath it. completely fallen in from side to side and ditch bank to ditch bank.

it could have happened at any time i crossed it in the past year.

I dropped my keys on the train a few weeks ago and didn't realise until i was travelling back on the train later that day and saw them on the floor a few seats in front

I dont know if this qualifies as "recent," but when I flew to Tennessee for Christmas, I sat next to the same dude on the way down and back.

We decided that if it happens next year, we're playing our seat numbers in the lottery :D

this wasn't recent but when i was at school, me and my friend got on a bus and we went and sat on a bus and this guy moved to the back but sat at the opposite side and started laughing, then he got out a can of deoderant and sprayed himself then started laughing again and talking about paedophiles.

several strange things seem to happen to me quite often..in fact more recently:

I had a dream where i was in my english teacher's (from last year) class
he kept on calling on people noone would answer him or take notes he had a fit and ran out of the room, i chase him and tell him and tell him "no you cant quit! you are an inspiration!" ( he was one of my favorite teachers)

the next day one of my bestfriends told me quite a story,
she said that noone excluding a few people had been taking notes or answering questions, he began to question members of the classroom, to which one responded quote: "dude, your a faggot!" (i hate that word)
to which the teacher began yelling, ( i heard him on the other side of the school!) and he apparently just walked out of the room

//Bizarre

My brother decided to turn off a computer when I was updating to Hardy Heron, and the first error message that appeared on screen when I tried to fix it was

Failed to initialize HAL!

Knowing that HAL is disabled was a reassuring thought, but I'm sure that webcam kept trying to focus in...

Last week I had to, with three of my course mates, meet at the gyno ward in the evening. There we had to perform a gynaecological exam, specula and all, on these middle-aged women that called themselves "professional patients". Through the entire exam, the one assigned to me (or, should I say, the one I was assigned to) kept giving me "tips" and "pointers" on what to do, how to do it, in what order, what to feel for, what to think of and on and on and on. I asked her if she was a nurse or a doctor, but her employment had nothing with medicine to do - she'd been doing this for close to a decade and had "picked stuff up" along the way.

When I was feeling quite done and ready and as I was about to pull out my fingers, she had me once again bimanually palpate her uterus, squeeze it really tight between my hands and looked me square in the eyes and solemnly dramatically said: "That is my uterus you're holding between your hands. The source of life. Neat, no?"

It was surreal in its flakiness.

Only in Sweden. ;)

I volunteered for the Navy's part in the Cinco de Mayo parade; I ended up being one of the banner bearers, the one on the farthest left, in fact, and thus the one that EVERYONE(all eighty or so) marchers were going to be stepping in time with.

In a three mile parade.

With thousands of people watching.

It was intense. My shoulders are STILL rather stiff from the holding, and I have a sunburn.

But it was a lot of fun. And I was on the news(clearly discernible, in fact, unlike most of the marchers.)

I volunteered for the Navy's part in the Cinco de Mayo parade; I ended up being one of the banner bearers, the one on the farthest left, in fact, and thus the one that EVERYONE(all eighty or so) marchers were going to be stepping in time with.

In a three mile parade.

With thousands of people watching.

It was intense. My shoulders are STILL rather stiff from the holding, and I have a sunburn.

But it was a lot of fun. And I was on the news(clearly discernible, in fact, unlike most of the marchers.)

Someone pulled your leg, friend. Cinco de Mayo is tomorrow.
All that marching for nothing...

Finding out that there are people who believe that wearing bra's cause cancer...Yes, it's amazing what things people will believe when there's scientific evidence for it. http://www.cancerstory.com/servlets/bras.htm

I found myself caught on fire and happened to look in a mirror, which really threw me into a panic.

Yes, it's amazing what things people will believe when there's scientific evidence for it. http://www.cancerstory.com/servlets/bras.htm

Holy cow!

Wearing mismatched shoes when I went to a Posh Hotel party.

One more freaky thing.
I dropped my keys unknowingly at the stairs in my apartment block, and when I came back it was in my keyhole! Two days later I found out that my neighbour found it.

How old did you think I was? Just outta curiousity.

Woo I'm Fourteen.


...Fifteen this weekend :(

Yes, it's amazing what things people will believe when there's scientific evidence for it. http://www.cancerstory.com/servlets/bras.htm

Shit!

This is getting bookmarked.

One more freaky thing.
I dropped my keys unknowingly at the stairs in my apartment block, and when I came back it was in my keyhole! Two days later I found out that my neighbour found it.

How long do you think it will be before you find a roll of film in your apartment showing your neighbour with your toothbrush up his or her bottom?

How long do you think it will be before you find a roll of film in your apartment showing your neighbour with your toothbrush up his or her bottom?

And the roll of film will be inside an empty mouthwash bottle.

Here's mine:

Yesterday, I left class and walking across campus when HOLY SHIT: I saw a dude in the middle of the quad wearing a Guy Fawkes mask and holding signs that proclaimed 'Youtube' and 'Google' in bold letters. Even more awesome was the boombox he was wearing around his neck, which was blasting out 'Never Gonna Give You Up' at full volume. As people passed by, he would dance around them and laugh.

As I went by, I joined in his bizarre dance. We shared a poignant moment together, and then I never saw him again.

..that you know of...

I'm not sure if this counts as wierd, but it was a new experience for me.
As i was being driven back up home, my dad ran straight over a pheasant. (as in the bird), it went "thunk" and that was it, it's life gone. just like that.
I realised, that can happen to people to, all it takes is the wrong moment then, "thunk" and you're staring the maker of the universe in the face.

When I was a kid my favorite relative was Uncle Caveman. After school we'd all go play in his cave, and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn't until later that I found out that Uncle Caveman was a bear.

Bizzare things happen to me all the time.