Horcrux powers.
On October 4, 2011, I tossed my iPod onto my bed right as the clock struck midnight. To clarify: I saw the time on the lock screen of that iPod change from 11:59 to 12:00 mid-air, and despite landing on my pillow, the screen shattered. I was sad and went to bed pretty angry. The next day, Steve Jobs died.
My partner and I have been talking about watching "Titanic" basically since we got together because she had never seen it. We finally found the time to watch it last Saturday. (See photo for proof) The very next day, the Titan submarine, which was taking tourists to explore the Titanic wreckage, went missing, and it has now been confirmed that it imploded that same day.
I'm convinced I have some sort of Harry Potter-esque horcrux powers. Maybe it's a curse. May this be a warning to all who dare cross me.