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.

kerning

If you google "kerning", the results will demonstrate what the word means.

This reminds me of MapleStory and Kerning City ahaha good times.

day of weird

Today I had an extremely eventful day.

I only had one hour to spend at uni, which was mentoring, so I wasn't really going to go, except for the fact that I was to meet Vaish so I might as well make the trek to the city.

Took the m54 to Parra, and went and got a blood test. Here's hoping that I either have antibodies for Hep B or I have cell-mediated immunity, cos goddamn that's gonna get annoying if I don't have any immunity. Well that's one thing today that went according to plan.

So at Parra station I saw Fiona and induced tachycardia, vasoconstriction and bronchodilation by tapping her on the shoulder. Cos it scared her bahaha. Anyways we go on the train, which went Parra-Strathfield-Central, which we'd never seen before, cos we've never seen a train skip Redfern but not Strathfield.

On the train we were reading over something although without much enthusiasm. Then the train says "We have been delayed 3 minutes because we got moved onto the suburban line". Which, okay, is fair enough. Then just before pulling into Strathfield it declares that it's gonna be 5 mins late cos suburban line is slow etc.

Then after Strathfield we hear that the train has to pause because of a fatality down the line. This is almost becoming common by now - since uni started I think I've seen this once before, and I saw this once on a train trip back from a Cadets biv. So we wait for the signal that they've cleared it up ahead so that we can move.

Okay so later the guard reveals the crucial piece of information that it was our train that was involved in the fatality. So we hang on the train for like 1h30mins while the police and Cityrail officials did some snooping around.

During this time I managed to go through the neuroanatomy prac with Fiona (cos I'd done it and she had it later in the day). I also managed to weave her adrenalin rush at Parra station into the sympathetic nervous system ahahaha. The lamest thing was how the guard always told us we were being delayed, but not any time frame. So we could constantly make the excuse "oh we'll have to evacuate in a few minutes anyway. Why bother studying."

So after a long wait we pulled up into Croydon station. So by this time I had like 20 minutes to get to UNSW, which was definitely not enough. So I missed mentoring. At this point Vaish told me we should postpone the date, and so I made my way to the city just so I could go back home again :P

So I thought about whether I could do something in the city by myself so I felt like I didn't waste my trip, but nothing came to mind. The CBD is an astoundingly boring place :L.

Went back to Parra, ate at the Nandos. Ordered a paella, which was pretty good! Decided I wanted a frozen coke afterwards, so I went to level 5 to Hungry Jacks. To find out their machine is still in the process of freezing the next batch. So that was a waste of energy.

Went to the lift. It was a lift that went level 1, 2, and 4. So I was on level 4. Then the lift came and doors opened. Some lady was inside with a pram so like good citizens myself and the other guy waiting stood at the sides to allow her to come out. Then I shit you not, she pauses halfway, pulls her pram back in, and says "Oh, you mean level 7?" to her friend, and fucking hits the "close door" button. On so many levels, that is fucked up. I'm not sure there even is a level 7 in Parra Westfield. Secondly, even if there was a level 7, the lift doesn't even go there. Thirdly, she just fucking closed the door! The other guy waiting and I exchanged this mutual look of "what the absolute fuck just happened". Anyway eventually we did get on the lift and that was okay, especially since the lady seemed to have found her level 7 and was no longer present in the lift.

I missed the m54 by like 20 seconds though so yippee. I met a 2011 Ruse grad at the bus stop and chatted. Then a blind dude sat between us, and accidentally interrupted us when we were talking about which bus we were taking. Anyway after a while the Ruse guy left, and I chatted a bit to the blind guy, found out his name was Tim. He was catching the 609 and so I was watching out for him.

I saw an m54 (my bus) come, and so I tried to explain to a lady nearby to help him look for the 609. Then the bloody 609 came and I told her wait nevermind, his bus is here. Then I told Tim that the 609 was here. He thanks me. The lady kept asking me what bus she was meant to look out for cos in my rush I didn't properly explain that he already knows. Then I missed the m54 bahaha.

But it's okay cos NSW transport is doing its own shit and sent another m54 like 2 minutes later.

Got home, enjoyed a Cuba Libre. Figured I deserved a drink after such a weird ass day.

tl;dr
Train killed someone
Was too late for mentoring
Vaish bailed on me :(
Was shocked by rudeness at lift
Helped a blind guy and missed my own bus
Now enjoying a rum n coke, which btw is superior to whiskey and coke

the gauntlet

A game we came up with at Kobow restaurant, without even using soju to boost our creativity

The rules:
1. Identify where the mains are located on the menu (in our case it was items 21 to 51)
2. Get a random number generator, generating one number for each person present, within the allowed range.
3. Give these numbers to the server, WITHOUT looking at the menu and finding out which dishes the numbers correspond to. If asked for size, always LARGE
4. Wait in anticipation.
5. "What the fuck is this?" - rkim, as waitress puts down the dish
6. After all the dishes arrive, place one dish at each seat. Every minute or so, every shifts down one seat. You can only eat from the dish that is immediately in front of you. In addition, you MUST eat from the dish directly in front of you.
7. Split bill evenly between all players of The Gauntlet.

Stuff unrelated to the game but happened anyway:
- Cheer obnoxiously when we got given free iced tea
- Ask for takeaway boxes for leftovers. Box up leftovers.
- Leave boxes on the table. Leave restaurant.
- Be unable to divide exact change among the members, resulting in $2 excess
- Find $5 outside. Have total of $7 to burn.
- Decide we want choc tops to use up the cash.
- Mac Attack in the group of 9, complain loudly that there are no choc tops, have some people be smug at others for the fact that there are no choc tops.
- Go to Hungry Jacks instead.
- Ask for choc tops
- Be told that the choc top machine is not working properly
- Be very sad and dramatic about it not working, but not before rkim says "that doesn't matter let's just get some anyway"
- Cheer obnoxiously when the manager tells us that it does work after all. $1 each
- Michael shake and wins another soft serve.
- Have no idea what to do with extra soft serve, and how to cover the extra $2
- Become obsessed with gauntlet idea and make a game where the soft serve is passed around in a circle, each taking one lick, and whoever gives up first covers the remaining $2
- Loser lost.
- Eat choc tops slowly while reflecting on how fucking disgusting that last game was, and how it wasn't really as awesome as the original gauntlet.

goodbye.

GOOGLE READER IS RETIRING ON JULY 1ST 2013.

My instant reaction: WHAT THE FUCK WHY.


That was my main way of reading blogs :(

breaking of hiatus

Broke my chain of not-posting to rejoice in the fact that YAY I managed to update the drivers of my stupid ass Sentelic touchpad to be fully compatible with my computer, MEANING I CAN NOW TURN OFF THE TOUCHPAD. YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE IT BUT I COULDN'T DO THAT BEFORE.

Snapshot into med: It is fun and I enjoy all the topics, and I don't mind going over lecture slides if they whoosh'd me in the actual lecture (thankfully it's not just me).

Cadavers are a great way to learn too. It's pretty morbid to play with stuff like tendons, but a tutor did it (jiggled fingers individually ahaha) so... in the name of science...

Assignments are coming hard and fast but so far they don't seem overwhelmingly challenging, nor am I particularly worried about getting a P- (scraped pass), let alone an F.

Finally got my laptop back, now I can type up shit during commutes WOOO.

Okay end of story.

inci-dentally

I was reading a thread on dental hygiene the other day on reddit, naturally the best place to get information.

I read some stuff that made me pick up the floss for the first time in like 2 years. Plus I learnt how to do it properly.
- One of the dentists who replied said that they ask their patients to floss and smell the crap that comes out. Usually they are convinced after that.
- If the floss clicks when you are inserting it between your teeth, you are doing it wrong. If you meet no resistance while flossing (at this age) then wtf does your dentist know about this you need to get that checked. When you meet resistance, you're meant to rock it back and forth so the floss slides in. Go downwards on one tooth, slide across the gum to the adjacent tooth, rock back up the other tooth. Try not to click the floss (forgot the reason, if it's stated at all - maybe it damages the enamel?)
- Also, the normal (it seems) idea of flossing is that you get a 30cm long piece of floss, hook it behind a tooth, and pull it back and forth across the back of the tooth. I think this idea came from cartoons and is quite herp derp. It will freaking destroy your enamel, as well as pull teeth outward (no idea what the jargon for that is). So definitely don't do that.
- Braces or other dental installations that prevent traditional flossing from working properly would benefit from a Waterpik. Didn't do much research on that but it sounds kinda fun. Though expensive.

But seriously, the upper molars are at such a terrible position for finger access. Coupled with the fact that floss is slippery and will not stay wound around my fingers, especially the last two or three winds.

Some things about brushing that I already knew but might as well share:
- Brush in a general up-down motion, ie along the tooth, not across the tooth.
- Always use a soft toothbrush. Medium to hard toothbrushes are for dentures (why nobody tells us this is a mystery)
- The accepted analogy for brushing pressure is "as hard as you would brush a tomato".