I just got informed by an old friend from the collegium of a certain anecdote:
Apparently this friend of mine has a brother who is doing the same music class that I did, and apparently the teacher found a book belonging to me and he said “My God this is old!”. I feel a sense of nostalgia and humour about that. What I feel most of all odd is how far away it was in the past!! I still wish I was 17, well I haven’t emotionally matured, anyway.