ahhh..reminiscing

that awesome random day in physiology lectures with dentistry kids when my phone rang itself.

infinite posibilities , it could have been.

and in my head the most plausible was 'future self, calling, self'

lewl.

turns out to be some automated service to activate voicemail message. totally un-exciting.

in the interim_
no longer young and stupid.
which means no more crazy things =P

though i did have to pause and reflect a bit on Platform 3 @ Flinders
Tight maroon jeans, black-rimmed-DickSmith-like-glasses, blonde shoulder lengh hair dude, just staring at magpies eating random things.

thought runs through head "wouldn't he be an interesting person to speak to"
5mins later and walking past three times (coz if forgot what train if it was Elizabeth or Swanston street exit i needed =.=)

he's still engrossed at magpies.

bleh. walks away

victor are you proud!!!! LOL