Predictive predicament

Hello friends!
I have been rather lazy lately with blogging. My excuse is that I was busy with med... But that isn't really the case I've just been a lazy bastard
I come to you today because I have recently come into possession of a Samsung Galaxy Tab, which my dad just walked home with one day.
Apparently he bought it so that I could view textbooks (obtained somewhat less than legally) easily on the go which is a nice gesture yay thanks dad. I don't really know how I'm gonna take it to uni without breaking it in my already quite packed laptop bag.
I'm actually just going through first world problems as I am trying to get used to swipe input on this tablet.
Apparently it can learn my typing mannerisms in such a way that it can predict what I am going to say next so often that it spooks me out.
As I'm writing this post I am finding myself less convinced that swiping is useful. It is wearing down the tip of my index finger such that I might not have fingerprints tomorrow. Also, when I switch to regular typing, it often starts thinking that I meant to swipe instead, leaving a long stream of jumbled two letter words. Also, unless I am having trouble world out how exactly to use this keyboard, it's not exactly easy to edit a messed up word, especially if it is in the middle of a chain of swiped words. Or if I just make a "swypo", it's kinda hard to cancel the input.
Okay I just read through that and that was thoroughly unentertaining. So let me regale you with an anecdote from last night.
So yesterday we, and by we I mean everyone in our English table except princess Crystal who decided she was too good for us :O, went to watch the Ruse musical. (I legitimately just swiped,"Ruse musical" and it capitalised itself wow). Anyways since we hadn't meet up for aeons, we also had dinner at Carlingford Village. Nothing special happened there except Danal managed to complain throughout his whole meal about how bad it tastes, all the while finishing his meal before anyone else. 
The musical was pretty uneventful as well, but it was what came afterwards that was quite exciting. We (except Tom, who had no way to get home if he didn't leave straight after musical) strolled in to Bonnie's 4WD. I use the word strolled because there is so much legroom in there that you could run a putt putt course in there. So we went to a 24h Maccas for a midnight Maccas run woo.
We decided that the best course of action was to use the drive through, the park the car and walk right back into the restaurant to eat. When we ran out of food we went to the counter to order more food (sans judgement, since cashier duty person was different to drive through staff). Then we got kicked out of the restaurant cos the B&M closes at midnight. Didn't faze us, though, as we just went through the drive through one more time. We spent ages at the first box trying to work out if the loose change menu was available past midnight, cos that is technically before 10:30. So two drive through trips later, we had to visit Marcus's house to eat or takeaway baggie of Mickey D goodness.
Between the four of us, we managed to eat 45 nuggets, 20 McBites and four McDoubles. That really wasn't enough so we then went to raid Marcus's fridge. This had beers, which we consumed (except Bonnie the dedicated designated driver), which is where we had this beautiful photo opportunity to shame Crystal for ruining a pseudo birthday celebration

The fridge also a frozen cheesecake that was in there for either 1 month or 5 years, depending on how you interpret the date (but seriously, does any dating convention NOT put the year at the end?) So we didn't eat the cake, but we did take photos of it then put it back in the freezer LOL. Okay here ends an extremely long swiped blog post yay. I should probably catch some sleep.

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