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OK, its that time again. Time to say to myself "I should probably go to a doctor, but I dun wanna, so I'll just ask TL!"
Yesterday was one of those days where you have Déjà vu all day. Pretty much every other minute without fail a flash of Déjà vu would strike my brain and I would desperately try to grasp the who, what and where in an effort to make sense of it, but of course as soon as the flash passed there was nothing to remember.
Very annoying. But then my classes ended and I went back to my apartment to work on my final project, which I have made quite some headway on since last I mentioned it. I sat there at my computer for hours, getting Déjà vus about having programmed this exact thing before over and over and over. But then I got hit by the motherload. I got a completely overwhelming sense of Déjà vu that made me feel dizzy, on the verge of falling down and vomiting.
I took a break and went out for a smoke. Later, I went back in and continued working. After about two more hours of light Déjà vu, I went back out for another smoke.
As I was standing there in the open stairwell leading down to the ground floor, smoking my cigarette and enjoying the light, slightly cold breeze on my face, it happened again. And this time it was massive. I became absolutely convinced that I had done this exact thing before, thinking the exact same thing, feeling the exact same thing, at the exact same time of day, during which there was an identical breeze flowing through the stairwell, I got the works. I immediately started feeling sick and unstable, and I turned around to go back to my apartment, but before I had walked even a few steps, I got hit by another Déjà vu, which was basically so strong that I blacked out while my brain processed it.
What must have been seconds later, I wake up lying on the concrete floor. I'm guessing seconds because I was still holding my burning cigarette in my clenched fist. The last thing I remember before opening my eyes at ground level was me waking up, the way I might usually do, by snuggling the pillow. This time however I had been snuggling the concrete, and the first thing to come out of my head, and mouth, was "where the fuck am I?"
I went back inside and looked in the mirror, and my face looked like Baghdad. I washed up, still getting Deja-Vus constantly, and immediately went to bed.
Now its a new day, I'm hoping the scars on my face wont show on my graduation picture in three weeks, and I'm starting to wonder whether there's a tumor lodged in my brain. This has happened to me once before, but that was over four years ago, and when they took me to the hospital for testing they found nothing.
I know having constant Deja-vus is a malfunction of sorts in your brain, wikipedia will tell me that much, but it also tells me that I'm either intelligent or a schizo, and it doesn't mention passing out.
During the course of writing this blog, I must have had about two dozen Déjà vus.
 
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OK, its that time again. Time to say to myself "I should probably go to a doctor, but I dun wanna, so I'll just ask TL!"
Yesterday was one of those days where you have Déjà vu all day. Pretty much every other minute without fail a flash of Déjà vu would strike my brain and I would desperately try to grasp the who, what and where in an effort to make sense of it, but of course as soon as the flash passed there was nothing to remember.
Very annoying. But then my classes ended and I went back to my apartment to work on my final project, which I have made quite some headway on since last I mentioned it. I sat there at my computer for hours, getting Déjà vus about having programmed this exact thing before over and over and over. But then I got hit by the motherload. I got a completely overwhelming sense of Déjà vu that made me feel dizzy, on the verge of falling down and vomiting.
I took a break and went out for a smoke. Later, I went back in and continued working. After about two more hours of light Déjà vu, I went back out for another smoke.
As I was standing there in the open stairwell leading down to the ground floor, smoking my cigarette and enjoying the light, slightly cold breeze on my face, it happened again. And this time it was massive. I became absolutely convinced that I had done this exact thing before, thinking the exact same thing, feeling the exact same thing, at the exact same time of day, during which there was an identical breeze flowing through the stairwell, I got the works. I immediately started feeling sick and unstable, and I turned around to go back to my apartment, but before I had walked even a few steps, I got hit by another Déjà vu, which was basically so strong that I blacked out while my brain processed it.
What must have been seconds later, I wake up lying on the concrete floor. I'm guessing seconds because I was still holding my burning cigarette in my clenched fist. The last thing I remember before opening my eyes at ground level was me waking up, the way I might usually do, by snuggling the pillow. This time however I had been snuggling the concrete, and the first thing to come out of my head, and mouth, was "where the fuck am I?"
I went back inside and looked in the mirror, and my face looked like Baghdad. I washed up, still getting Deja-Vus constantly, and immediately went to bed.
Now its a new day, I'm hoping the scars on my face wont show on my graduation picture in three weeks, and I'm starting to wonder whether there's a tumor lodged in my brain. This has happened to me once before, but that was over four years ago, and when they took me to the hospital for testing they found nothing.
I know having constant Deja-vus is a malfunction of sorts in your brain, wikipedia will tell me that much, but it also tells me that I'm either intelligent or a schizo, and it doesn't mention passing out.
During the course of writing this blog, I must have had about two dozen Déjà vus.
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OK, its that time again. Time to say to myself "I should probably go to a doctor, but I dun wanna, so I'll just ask TL!"
Yesterday was one of those days where you have Déjà vu all day. Pretty much every other minute without fail a flash of Déjà vu would strike my brain and I would desperately try to grasp the who, what and where in an effort to make sense of it, but of course as soon as the flash passed there was nothing to remember.
Very annoying. But then my classes ended and I went back to my apartment to work on my final project, which I have made quite some headway on since last I mentioned it. I sat there at my computer for hours, getting Déjà vus about having programmed this exact thing before over and over and over. But then I got hit by the motherload. I got a completely overwhelming sense of Déjà vu that made me feel dizzy, on the verge of falling down and vomiting.
I took a break and went out for a smoke. Later, I went back in and continued working. After about two more hours of light Déjà vu, I went back out for another smoke.
As I was standing there in the open stairwell leading down to the ground floor, smoking my cigarette and enjoying the light, slightly cold breeze on my face, it happened again. And this time it was massive. I became absolutely convinced that I had done this exact thing before, thinking the exact same thing, feeling the exact same thing, at the exact same time of day, during which there was an identical breeze flowing through the stairwell, I got the works. I immediately started feeling sick and unstable, and I turned around to go back to my apartment, but before I had walked even a few steps, I got hit by another Déjà vu, which was basically so strong that I blacked out while my brain processed it.
What must have been seconds later, I wake up lying on the concrete floor. I'm guessing seconds because I was still holding my burning cigarette in my clenched fist. The last thing I remember before opening my eyes at ground level was me waking up, the way I might usually do, by snuggling the pillow. This time however I had been snuggling the concrete, and the first thing to come out of my head, and mouth, was "where the fuck am I?"
I went back inside and looked in the mirror, and my face looked like Baghdad. I washed up, still getting Deja-Vus constantly, and immediately went to bed.
Now its a new day, I'm hoping the scars on my face wont show on my graduation picture in three weeks, and I'm starting to wonder whether there's a tumor lodged in my brain. This has happened to me once before, but that was over four years ago, and when they took me to the hospital for testing they found nothing.
I know having constant Deja-vus is a malfunction of sorts in your brain, wikipedia will tell me that much, but it also tells me that I'm either intelligent or a schizo, and it doesn't mention passing out.
During the course of writing this blog, I must have had about two dozen Déjà vus.
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I don't think this is normal. Déjà vu isn't uncommon but I don't think it normally causes dizzyness and fainting. It sounds more like you have a health problem that you should get checked up on.
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Copy pasting the OP is a pretty uninventive way of trolling.
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I don't think this is normal. Déjà vu isn't uncommon but I don't think it normally causes dizzyness and fainting. It sounds more like you have a health problem that you should get checked up on.
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On April 09 2009 02:16 Osmoses wrote:
Yesterday was one of those days where you have Déjà vu all day.
Such days do not happen.
Go see a doctor.
+ Show Spoiler +
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Copy pasting the OP is a pretty uninventive way of trolling.
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Way to make use of your beginning posts on this board by being unoriginal trolls. Way to be.
It's definitely not normal to get that much dejavu and if an episode lead you to actually faint and collapse then you should probably just mention it to the doctor  The fact your worried about your picture means it affected your life so there's a legitmate reason to ask now. + I was afraid you were gonna say you fell and broke a tooth or something, that would just suck and it could happen.
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On April 09 2009 02:25 Manit0u wrote:Show nested quote +On April 09 2009 02:16 Osmoses wrote:
Yesterday was one of those days where you have Déjà vu all day. Such days do not happen. Go see a doctor. + Show Spoiler +
I am going to do the most uninventive reply in existence: THIS.
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I think the copy/paste of the op was fucking halarious.
Dude deja vu is supposed to be when things are coincidentially the same or feel the same. Definately some type of chemicall imbalance. That or you have some mild form of retardation since you are having deja vu while posting on teamliquid, I mean .... If posting on a forum lead to deja vu then every time I misspell a word or make a bad post I would have a strange feeling come over me that I've done it before yet ecah time I do it feels just like the first.
Weed
Is
Good.
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had this happen a lot when i was younger but all of a sudden it stopped after high school( or even during high school)
theres a medical condition called "derealization", could be your case as well
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Usually the only time I have deja vu's is when im recollecting something that I had previously dreamed of. This happens maybe once or twice a month. I doubt weed is effecting him in any way.
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I could believe this would be caused by weed, but I haven't smoked any in weeks, too poor
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rofl you smoked weed and are saying you need to go to a doctor because of some weird experience?
hahaha
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oh my god this guy smokes drugs and then pretends hes ill
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omg the first posts were full of win=))=)))
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On April 09 2009 03:20 fanatacist wrote:
rofl you smoked weed and are saying you need to go to a doctor because of some weird experience?
hahaha
Cigarettes sir, I was smoking cigarettes, I can't afford weed.
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fukkin LOL! Sorry, couldn't resist. Hopefully, this is just pasta. Good one at that.
edit: BTW, if this is any coincidence, I'm having a real deja vu with girl problems atm. Too late. sigh. Thanks for the distraction anyway.
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