You knew you'd die before your alarm clock went off tommorow.

 

 

 

Personally, I'd be a little relived. I'm going through a low point in my life, at this moment and its gotten so bad I don't even really fear death anymore.

 

 

 

I'd go for a jog, around 6pm in the evening. Come back around 6:30 and take a warm shower. Fix myself something to eat around 6:50. Watch the news for about an hour or so, maybe listen to some music. Then get into bed, close my eyes and just sleep.

 

How bout yall?

Turn my alarm clock off?

 

Har har, I'm so clever.

I'd run away and go on a murdering spree down in London before I do :thumbup: Those MPs will regret they ever put their dog food on expenses :twisted:

Panic, then cry for hours.

I don't fear death, but waiting to die is an entirely different thing. If you knew that you'd pass peacefully in your sleep, then there's not much to fear.

 

 

 

Anyway, I'd get monstrously drunk and then see what happened. I'd probably write a little something. I'm sure people would be interested to read the thoughts of someone who knew exactly when he was going to die.

i would rwt macro my [wagon] off exploit all the rs bugs umm and break every rs rule then go and deflower virgins, shoot up insane drugs, drink till my liver became dust beat the [bleep] out of this [wagon] that lives across the street with a crowbar.

 

 

 

steal a copcar then drive off a bridge onto a highway and go all commando with the shotgun/9mm in the cop car

Fly to a Caribbean island with my girlfriend and family and spend money I don't have.

I would probably do something random and spontaneous before it happened...I don't know what, but it would more then likely be suicide related like jumping off a plane.

 

 

 

I'm a little confused on if I fear death or not...I could almost careless if I did die, but I would be worried as hell if I knew I would die...

Keep turning the hands of the clock back.

A - Turn off the alarm and be immortal.

 

B - I don't know. I'd do whatever I want, but what those things are depend on whether or not there is a heaven. It's possible there is, but unless it's proven I would need to take B safe. If there isnt I kill the [cabbage] out of everyone I hate.

Try acid and/or then just get monstrously drunk.

Go diving till my alarm clock rang. This way I'd die a happy man. :

The same thing I do any other day. Nothing.

Write my final thoughts, then do something to get the attention of the whole world so that everyone would understand and remember me.

Or I'd put it on snooze, just another 10 minutes.

I don't know really :? Maybe smoke a blunt and chill the rest of my life away?

I don't have an alarm clock. I think I'm sweet ;)

 

 

 

Nah, I would go out and do everything I wanted really.

I would tell those who have wronged me the greatest how they did, and why my death is partially their fault. And then it would all burn.

Nothing suitable for discussion on this forum.

Nothing suitable for discussion on this forum.

 

There is always my pm \

 

 

 

 

 

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I would hack into the defence system and start a global nuclear war then I would go to arbys and buy a [cabbage]load of curly fries and drown in them.

I would leave a will explaining what to do with my stuff, and write a letter for my friends and family that would be found after my death. Then I would walk outside and get into the car, and go around town helping people with random stuff. After a few hours I would go visit a few people personally, not tell them anything about my impending doom, and try and have a good time with them. Finished with that, I would go on top a nearby mountain (It's only a few hundred feet) light a cig (I normally don't smoke) and die watching the sunrise.

 

 

 

Sounds like a boring way to go, but I would die satisfied that I did a little good in the world.

I wouldn't care. I have no regrets and have lived a great life thus far. Death doesn't scare me. And if I knew when I was going to die it would be more helpful than not knowing when I was going to die. At least I could plan my goodbyes and tell every family member I love them as opposed to arguing, slipping and saying you hate them and then dying the next morning with those being the last words they remember you by. How hurtful. My mate died the day before I was about to confess that I loved him. Ouch.

Kill myself.

 

 

 

Just to free myself from the inexplicable timetable my life has been set on.

 

Would be in a fun way--pay the Russians to take me up into space, and brave re-entry with a spacesuit.

 

No parachute.

 

 

 

 

 

I'd be that burning gash in the sky--one you'd make a wish upon.

 

I'd become a fleck of dust, blown off one of your old books.

 

Or perhaps the first snowflake that you taste, as you step outside your doors.

I would pray for forgiveness of my sins, and then start shaking with anticipation over being able to fly and levitate once I get to the spirit world, and being able to see my mom again.

I would finished the 16 beers in my room, go to town and party all night, then come home about 6, then id pass out..then only have like two hours til I die... Oh yeah I'd also bring hoem a lady ;)