This is really random but I suddenly came across the song that the guy was singing with his guitar in the train some weeks back. (Yeah, they have baskers in the train and all sorts of weird stuff) Why is my memory good for all the wrong things?!


And the other day on the way to school on a Sat/Sun morning I saw an old man shouting repeatedly at a tree in the park. Queer, but I bet he was training his qi or something and he must be 10 times fitter than me. Still amusing though.


I should really be studying. See that's why going to school is more productive.