(I just stumbled on that while searching for something else)
Hippo birdie two ewes.
Oh no, that must be the new Zealand greeting! :-)
Have a lovely Birthday Week.
And, unless that kid went on to make a living out of psychic predictions I wouldn't worry about it too much.
When I was a teenager and going through a large amount of teenage angst I foretold that I would die when I was 28, or if I was still suffering said angst by then I would just jump off a cliff at that age anyway.
Now I say that I did "die" at 28 because my old self was picked up by the collar and shaken like a rag doll, and although things didn't get immediately better they got a lot better later due to events at that time, so it was a kind of "rebirth". So my prediction was kind of true. (And let me tell you I knew nothing about Saturn Return at the teenage stage but I found out about it when I was 28.)