In 1898, 14 years before the Titanic sank, Morgan Robertson wrote a book about a ship called the “Titan” that crashed into an iceberg and sank.
The book is Futility or The Wreck of the Titan. In addition to having the same outcome ,crashing into an iceberg and sinking, the fictional “Titan” and…
once you have nowhere to turn to, turn to the things you know, and do it all agian untill a miracle comes your way
– karl matia (via kmatz) Via NightwritterMission And A Half
dont get me wrong tumbr addicts, i love having a good ole’ stroll to get the legs pumping and breathing the clean crisp air of a cold winter night in my warm clothes and i definitely i had a great time with my girlfriend yesterday at my house, but it definitely took a turn for the WORST.
As we were laying in my bed watching a movie she brang over, The Covenant, i decided i didnt want to stay home that night, because what me and my girlfriend Dyanelle did all day was sleep, sleep and more sleep. if i sleep during the day i can never sleep unless i do something strenous, or i could just stay up but have fun with my friends. i decided to ring my always up for doing something mate, Kenneth Gloria.
he told me that we could get a lift off my other friend John Estella so i could rest assured that Dyanelle could definitely get home safe and public transport free, which i prefer. So we watch the movie and then i leave the room, i come back and shes getting ready. im like what the heck are you doing i can get you a lift home and shes like nah i dont wanna be rude and we kept discussing the situation.
so we kept talking and her last bus home goes by, and i smile and say your last bus finished so i guess your catching a lift from john, she hastily replied, what if john cant pick us up anymore? ON FUCKING QUEUE kenneth calls back and says john cant pick us up any more and i started panicking trying not to let her know, but im pretty sure she heard the conversation. so i then get in contact with my friend ryan if he can drop us off home and he says yeah it should be fine and i get relieved hang up and tell dyanelle i found another way home… AGAIN, ON FUCKING QUEUE, ryan rings me back and tells me he can no longer drop us off cus he has to go home. at this point im actually questioning what im doing with my life.
so its 9 30, what are we to do? WE DECIDE WALKING IS THE ONLY OPTION. so we start walking and i feel bad cus this is all my fault and weve walked about 3/4s of rooty hill rd nth and i get a bright idea, you know me, and i decide to ask my other friend who lives on woodstock, GILBER LETUN if i could borrow his bike. we get to his house and i am actually not bothered to knock on his door. i see his bike and i take it off his front porch. (i still havent told him i took it, SORRY GILBY !)
so im thinking i could put her on the handlebars and ride quickly home, but no this bike is the smallest thing that my feet hit the ground with every revolution and the tyes are flat. so im like wtf so i remember kenneth who lived close by has a mad as bike which i double dyanelle home. so i quickly ride ahead and tell her ill meet at kens and i get there and he tells me its not his bike, its his girlfriends, eunica maligaligs. now at this point i think i was thinking of suicide strategies.
so we left the little piece of shit bike at kens cus we decided that i was gonna come back and we were gonna sleep at kevin villenueva house when i got back. so dyanelle and i walk all the way to minchinbury and i drop her to her door. now, this is one of the shit parts of the night, WALKING BACK ALONE, with no music and no visual form of entertainment.
so i eventually get back to kenneths house and its 12. thats a 2 hour and 15 minute straight walk people. but no, the walking was not yet over. we had to walk from kens house in rooty hill to kevins house in mount druitt.
so were walking and talking and we reach about 10 metres from his house and we get a text that we can no longer sleep over. i am seriously cut cus tonight i got pretty fucked over. so we have to walk all the way back to kenneths and we get back to his house at 1 30 and cook migoreng with spam and egg. hey you gotta have a good feed after a mission and a half of a night.
we played ufc undisputed 2010 and went to bed straight away when we finished eating. even though it sounds crazy, if i knew i couldnt get a lift home for dyanelle, i would still walk her home for that extra time we spend together.
A NEW Zealand man was found dead in his seat at a movie theater after a screening of The Twilight Saga: Eclipse.
Police said they were treating the death as unexplained, but not suspicious, The New Zealand Herald reported.
The man’s body was found at a theatre in the capital Wellington about 8:30pm (local time) last night at the conclusion of the vampire film.
The man, who was described by police as a “transient” who traveled throughout the country, appeared to have attended the 6pm screening alone.
An autopsy will be carried out tomorrow to determine the cause of death.
Police said the man was found slumped forward in his chair at the conclusion of the film and that a staff member initially thought he was asleep.
A member of security checked on the man and the emergency services were called, but they were unable to revive him.
