Well, here I am. 1 hour until my chem final and I survived my physics final this morning. Some day I shall go into a final as if I'm off to go to war... (medieval style). I'm sure that some exams it will be a battle with the paper. Physics, not so much, it was confusing and aggrevating, but hopefully there are no gaping battle wounds.

I had a very... weird experience today. As I was walking home from the exam, there was this old man writing down house numbers on a pad of paper and he started to talk to me. He talked about grandparents and canvassing. When I said that I needed to cross the road (for this was the way that I went) I shook his hand and wished him a good day, but he proceeded to ask me what I was studying, to which I answered "engineering" and, well, I haven't seen anyone this happy in a really long time. He went on to show me his iron ring, then told me a story of a picture he has of a stork carrying a frog, with the intention of eating the frog, but the frog was strangling the stork and the caption being "Never give up". He then looked at me and said "Never give up. I won't wish you luck, but lady, I wish you success." and with this, he walked off and I crossed the street.

There are ideas in the making for a Birthday Bonfire to take place. Stay tuned for details.